Okay, I’ll admit it: I’m squeamish. The sight of my own blood can make me feel weak at the knees. That’s why it’s a bit strange that I ended up in a pre-med course (my undergrad bachelor of science degree in psychology was pre-med in my university). But, I did survive uni (dissecting frogs and all that) — even though I decided that becoming a medical doctor wasn’t what I wanted for myself after all. So, I guess I’m not too bad.
Anyway, you’d think that filling up forms is safe enough even for a squeamish person like me. But, when I was filling up the form to apply for a driving theory test to get my learner’s permit (yes, I can’t drive yet), one question actually made me feel weak: Are you an organ donor?
Before that time, I haven’t really made the official decision yet. I’m not sure why. I know that it was the right thing to do, but the thought of it made me feel strange.
In any case, I got over the initial strangeness and ticked the box next to the word ‘yes’.
Oh, and I passed my written driving theory test too. First attempt! Yay! I think it’s partly due to the fact that I’ve taken the online practice tests from the RAA for about a hundred times before taking the actual exam.
Anyway, I’m getting my learner’s permit and starting driving lessons next month. Now, that’s another thought that’s making me feel all queasy. Ack.
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I failed my first driving theory test when I was 15 1/2. I arrogantly thought I didn’t have to study for it. haha!
Hi Shai,
Well, congratulations. About time, and good on ya.
I remember filing in the box to donate my organs on the back of my license. The license had a surface that one could write what parts (or all) they wanted to donate.
The last couple of times I’ve renewed my license, they clerk has asked if I want to be a donor, and they place a red heart on my license. No forms are necessary.
It’s always fun thinking about ones mortality. Nothing makes one think more than advising that one wants to be an organ donor.
Chris
http://d-chaos.blogspot.com
Lei: Ahhh… the life a teen.
Heather: About time indeed!
Chris: I didn’t get to choose which parts to donate. I suppose it doesn’t really matter. I’m not sure if I’d call “mortality musings” fun, but it’s certainly something we need to face.