Keeping up with college night life was becoming a financial strain.
“I’m not sure I can swing the concert, ” I admitted to my friend.
“You just HAVE to go, but you need cash. What are you going to do?”
“I’ve seen signs to donate at the plasma center downtown. If I do that I’ll walk out with $50.”
“I don’t know…I’ve heard bad things can happen…”
“Nah, I got this! See you tonight!”
My blood is drawn; I’m just waiting for the process to be over. The cool sensation in my arm as the blood is returned makes me nervous.
I show the bruising on my arm to my friend later and start to feel faint. Was it worth it?