No Fear Left in 16 Years
Yesterday, I did one of the most courageous things I ever have done. I donated blood. Not for the first time in my life, in fact it was visit number 11, but it is always the same fear that strikes me. I get nervous about a day before and the 15 Minutes (tops!) in the chair are the most horrifying in my life. Even though nurses guard me the whole time and I always bring a friend/family member to keep me company. I just can’t do it without being afraid.
But yesterday, I had the big revelation. While going through the procedures, I wound myself saying that “but I am at least not afraid of raiding trains anymore”. And realised, that yes, that was true! After almost 27 years of riding a train, well lets say that I have been feeling that fear for maybe 24 years (I can’t really count the earliest years in my life), I am no longer afraid of entering a trains. Yes, I am still nervous, but no longer afraid of being left alone on the train or anything else.
And with that hindsight I can make some calculations: I have been donating blood for 8 years. Overcoming a huge fear for something takes approx. 24 years. That leaves me with a meagre 16 years before I will happily walk to the blood donations centre! Not bad, I must say. And I will hopefully catch malaria before that and be relieved in less than 16 years!
Cheers,
Ulrike
November 11th, 2009 at 20:05
Also, vielleicht du bist ganz-ganz früher zuviel Zug gefahren? Wir sind ja oft nach Siev und Barsikow. Immer zügig! Und dann die hohen Stufen beim Ein- und Aussteigen. Mit diesem unpraktischen Kinderwagen. Und überhaupt, von väterlicher Seite wurde dir ein spezielles Verhältnis zur Eisenbahn zwar nicht in die Wiege, aber ins Erbgut gelegt…