It was a warm and sunny morning when Hive account@ruth-girl left the house. She got in her car and drove off. Where was she going? She didn't tell anyone. She wasn't driving to town, she took a different turn this time. Along the road there were no houses, only industrial facilities, trees and fields. Uphill, the road was going uphill and the fields were getting one too many.

And once the big building appeared on the top of the hill, she knew she had reached her destination. She pulled over, got out of the car and entered the big yard. She walked a few meters and there she found herself in front of this entrance.

- Good morning. I am here to be a donor.

- Sure! Have a seat and fill out this form.

In case my words sounded too cryptic, let me make it more clear for you:

Today I donated blood at the local public hospital.

The process was easy, the staff was very friendly and helpful and the pain? Negligible!

First, a little pinch to take a blood sample to test my haematocrit (which for a woman was relatively high).

Then, they took my blood pressure (all good so far).

And finally, the drilling!!

I sat comfortably on the big red chair, gave my arm to the nice lady who sneaked that blood sucking needle in me and there I stood watching with a broad smile on my face as my "life juice" was filling the plastic bag. Once we were done I could enjoy my free juice and crackers the kind nurse offered me.

The emotion of joy is beyond words! Just imagine that a few ml of yourself could help save someone's life. That something so personal, running inside you, will travel to make it into another person's body. It doesn't matter who will get to take it, be it an old man or old lady, a woman your age or younger, a sick person or a car accident victim, a patient with a chronic kidney disease or... or... or...

Regardless who gets it, it is for a good cause!

And just like this poster suggests: