
Hello and welcome to my world. It’s crazy and it seems that all I have been doing lately is updating y’all on my life. I’m trying to do better. Sometimes life gets hectic and we forget certain things. I have my moment I want to shut down. I have been told I need to start writing again. I believe it’s the hurt and anger in me that’s destroying who I was. I’m a time bomb ready blow. Why not just share my thoughts and journey with y’all. I was told who knows who I may touch. You don’t realize who affects you till you hit hard there not here anymore. I have written here and there. Break down every time. Idk how to do this journey anymore. So bare with me while I walk this journey. Some days or rough days aren’t good. I even started back walking again and it’s been helping me. I didn’t realize how much I needed it. I did go back to keto to help keep me healthy and out of the hospital. My doctor’s appointment went very well. My blood pressure was good and so was my heart rate. And let me tell you, your girl took the stairs, I don’t do elevators long as I can prevent it. Well, pray everyone is well and bless. God is good all the time. Bless


Welcome to my world. I haven’t blog in a while but have been thinking and contemplating on how to share more of my illness and my thoughts on different things. As I was browsing sickle cell Facebook group I came across a patient sharing what used to be my journey going to the hospital with multiple pokes and bruises. I never thought in a million years I would agree to a port. But when you tired of bn a pin cushion and having a rude ass nurse wake you out of your sleep to put a line in. You either go for line or port. I was glad my nurse was in the hallway when it happens. Some nurses or so compassionate and some just there for a check. It’s always a plus when a nurse has an illness just as bad as you and understands our pain as well. It’s funny because my doctor had been trying to get me to get a port for a while. I have always been scared of needles and still is to this day. When dealing with my port sometimes I hold my breath and they have reminded me to breathe. Everyone doesn’t know what they doing when it comes to my port. They don’t like to listen when you tell them what works and what doesn’t. The port has been a life savior for me in more ways than one. I haven’t taken many pictures showing my port, but do have one. My journey is just that (Mine). If you wondering what my port is used for. It’s for getting fluids, blood when I need a transfusion, and for meds of course. I know over the years I spoke about my port and probably when I got it. It’s good and bad with them. Hell, it’s good and bad with everything. I’m not really at my best, so I’ll end my post here. I pray all is well and everyone is staying safe and warm through the holidays. Many Blessings 
Good Afternoon, hope everyone is good and well. As things have changed so much. And seen how so many warriors or saying due to the treatment. I have decided to make a Facebook page so I can share my story and others who give me the ok to do so. Soon as I’m done with the page. I didn’t realize how much work just making another page and the naming process. I have come to the conclusion we need to be heard and if doing this and not been quiet about the treatment or care I get. How will we be heard and how will y’all know my journey and understand just what sickle cell is. A change starts with me not been quiet and hurting in silence.