I had dated a guy (JW) in the early '90s who was in a terrible car crash, and when I went to the hospital, the HLC were hovering in the waiting room like a bunch of vultures. I got the feeling they were there to enforce the no blood policy rather than provide support.
He survived, life went on and we went our separate ways. Two years later I got a phone call that he had been in another car accident but this time had passed away after refusing a blood transfusion. It was really upsetting. To this day, people will say that he died from a car accident rather than from lack of a blood transfusion. Cognitive dissonance at its finest.