ECONOMICS: Rebuilding in Flood Zones

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Rebuilding in Flood Zones
By Barry Ritholtz – March 10th, 2013, 3:00PM

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Isn’t this the definition of insanity?

And as a taxpayer, why am I on the hook?

Argh!

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Thank you! 39/125 pints of red and 76/75 bags of platelets (05/24/13)

Evlynn Marie Mahoney Reinke

(July 1, 1947 - February 26, 2011)

Our Girl hated to owe anyone anything. In the last year of her life, she was always upset with the amount of fluids she was using. Say what you want about the American Medical Establishment, they never hesitated to give what she needed at the time. Even when it was clearly like pouring it down the drain! She was using AT LEAST 2 pints of packed blood and 1 bag of platelets. She got what she needed to stay alive.

Final score: 125 pints and 75 bags in a losing effort.

I always calmed her down with: "Don't worry. I'll replace it." "Promise?" "Yup!"

With the 05/24/13 platelet donation, I've replaced 76 bags.

Should be four more, but one time the machine broke (what a mess) and another the needle ripped my vein.

I guess the Universe was tired of me whining about doubles and the machine allowed a triple yesterday. Or there is someone in need. Two of the regulars didn't show up yesterday despite having appointments. Unusual since they are called with a reminder and if they are not coming, folks usually call and cancel. In case, they have a donor but no time slot. Strange.

Now I can whine about a sore butt from the wrinkle in my pants.

Interesting factoid emerged yesterday, I found out that, unlike whole blood donation, there's no age limit on platelets. The nurse on duty told me that she knows an 80, an 83, and a 93 years old donors. As long as you can qualify health-wise, there's no difference between young and old platelets. I found that surprising. Amazing "engine" the human body.

Since if I "do the platelets", I can't do the blood. So her family and friends have taken up that challenge. So far, we've snagged 39 pints.

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