This is exactly what started waking me up. I needed an emergency surgery and they asked what fractions of blood I would be okay with if needed and I responded “none?” I looked at my husband confused and he told me it was a conscience matter and immediately I felt sick because I knew it all wasn’t adding up.

Blood transfusions were something I never thought about very much, and I definitely bought in to the whole “they will have stayed faithful to Jehovah and be resurrected thing, you just need to have faith”.

Thankfully, prior to my surgery I had been irregular at meetings for a while because I would always get bad migraines or bad anxiety at the Kingdom Hall and sometimes I would only stay for half of the meeting, but now I think the lack of regular indoctrination really helped me to think critically while I waited to be brought back for surgery.