THE VIRTUE OF PATIENCE
While I was sitting in the waiting room to donate blood, another patient was called ahead of me, out of turn. As I sat there, irritated, I overheard a young couple’s conversation. Their baby was having surgery the next day, but the mother’s iron count was too low to donate blood. I walked over to the mom. I said, “I’ll donate for your baby.” I knew I could because I have O negative—the one type of blood that is tolerated by everyone. It’s funny how quickly my irritation turned to joy when I realized how much I could help. To read more 100-word stories and to submit your own, go to rd.com/stories. If your story is selected for publication in the magazine, we’ll pay you $100.