I had this realization some time ago. And it just shook me to the core of my being when it finally dawned on me. When I was a JW kid and teenager. Had something happened to me, injury or illness, where I had required blood. My parents would’ve fought tooth and nail to keep that from happening. This was long before they had the hospital committees and lawyers who would jump up to fight it. But even back then, they would’ve done everything in their power to not have a blood transfusion performed on me. Even if that had resulted in my death. I never gave it much thought back then. And I’ve been out of the Borg a very long time. I don’t know why this didn’t dawn on me sooner. But when it did, it really rattled me. I know I can’t be the only other person on here who has pondered this.