Since they have reduced doning blood to one day when the mobile unit arrives in town,(it saves on accommodation costs for the team) the Blood Doning staff have had to close its doors for brief periods to people, during the two, two hours sessions they receive potential donors. The volume of people arriving who truly wish to give their blood, now overwhelms the resources the workers have available for the task, and it makes progress to the donation couches extremely slow.
Very eventually, having succeeded getting to the final waiting row, I found myself sitting next to a young primary school child, who was with her dad. Like me, he was patiently waiting to donate blood. I moved up a seat as one at the top of the row became free,leaving a seat free for the little girl, who had run off somewhere.
…..No, no, …..said dad,…. she’s gone to see her mother whose up there, (he indicated at a split level floor ahead) she can sit on my lap if and when she comes back.
The little girl soon returned and in evident distress, crying…..they won’t let mummy give, they won’t take any. Dad looked at me, totally bemused, while comforting his little girl. He reassuringly told her, they would definitely take some blood from him!