A scary story
in today's Washington Post
about a woman who died following routine surgery after doctors gave her two pints of the wrong type blood. She switched to a bed by the window, and the phlebotomist who came to take a blood sample took it from the patient in her old bed without checking the ID bracelet or asking her name.
The story doesn't say whether anyone asked her before the operation what her blood type was. I think they did ask me before my surgery, but I could be wrong. I certainly know my blood type, and in the event I went in for surgery knowing I'd likely be getting a transfusion I'd make sure my doctor knew it too.