The end of September 1981 was a very terrifying time for me. My pregnancy caused me to have a blood disorder called idiopapathic thromocyclpenia, ITP for short (low platelets). If the doctor would have delivered my son before this was known, I would have bled to death. I received 11 units of platelets. Back then, they didn’t have the automated collections machines, so it took over 80 people to save my life! I am so thankful and grateful for all the donors who have donated so I could spend 35 years with my husband, raise my daughter and son, and get to spend time with my grandson!