The Red Cross finally wrote back. I called them, weeks ago, to ask why they don’t use the blood of the dead for transfusions. I had been curious about this ever since I found out they did this in Russia for thirty years with no problems at all. According to my information, as long as the person has been dead for less than six hours and as long as they didn’t have any nasty diseases, their blood is perfectly okay to put into living people. With the constant need for blood and all the appeals for donors, I asked, why does the RC not take advantage of this resource? After all, they take the blood out during the embalming process anyway, so it’s not like anything is really lost.
So the RC has replied, finally, to my query. They said they don’t use cadavers’ blood because the FDA doesn’t allow it, because of concerns about safety. They ask living donors a bunch of questions to make sure they’re not likely to have any nasty diseases, but you can’t ask a cadaver. Or, you can, but you can’t expect to get an answer. So…nada. My dream of spearheading a revolution in the field of blood transfusion has been squashed flat.
And in other news, a new photo of me. Actually, this pic is about a year old, but it’s the most recent one I have. It’s not very good quality — my boyfriend took it with his cell phone — but he says I look really pretty in it so I thought I’d show myself off.