Need a Phlebotomy?

And no, I’m not talking the removal of phlegm or a lobotomy, which many say I need or had. I’m talking about phlebotomy, the act of drawing blood, and the phlebotomist down at the American Red Cross of the National Capitol Area are looking for donors.

Local hospitals are low on blood, some down to a half-day supply. Both the MPD and Eleanor Holmes Norton have joined the Red Cross in the plea, she specifically to ask African Americans to give blood.

I only wish I could. After years of distant travel, like say Timbuktu, I can’t pass the pre-screen test. Malaria areas? England during Mad Cow? Yep, my blood be unfit. Might yours be worthy? The cause sure is.

Thanks WashPost

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”

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