Speaking of giving blood, I was giving blood to bikur cholim last year, and they had these pill shaped stress balls for you to squeeze.
Some of the first people had convinced them to give them the stress “pill”. But they had stopped giving them after a few hours.
I decided I was getting a “pill”. I went and I got one. It took every bit of haggling and negotiating and begging, but I got one.
I threw it out; what would I do with it anyway?