Hello and Welcome to my world once again. It’s been a while and a lot has been going on. I don’t know where to start but I have been in and out of hospital almost every week. They weren’t listening to me. But I believe I’m on the right track now. I do have a check-up coming on in a few days. I truly had some good doctors that took the time to listen to me. Listen so good they made sure I was seen this week. It’s a blessing when God put the right people in your care. This month has been rough for me. I know for a fact, I’m not ready to stop living. So it’s time to fight.
I have been having trouble with my heart rate getting high for no reason. Then my blood pressure got high as heck. 175/100. I was going thru it, to be honest. I wasn’t stressed The only time I would stress is if certain people would call with nonsense about stuff I can’t do anything about it because I’m sick. It’s crazy how they want to bother you when you are down? Anyways my counts ended up dropping and had to have blood. Just thankful it didn’t take me long like a month or two ago when dropping to 5.4. God knows how to slow you down. I truly have lost my way. My faith has been shaken. I’m working on finding myself again. Meaning spiritual and emotional and physical. I’m ready to start living again. I know the last visit I had started blogging and sharing more. But it was hard to focus thru pain and meds so gave up. I may share them still but as of now not sure about them. Going to cut the post here because tomorrow is doctor appointment and hoping to share more. I pray everyone us well and safe. God Bless
Please forgive me for the visits. Let me get myself together and I catch up soon.
It’s sad how so many of us are dying due to the lack of care/ and knowledge. We’re dying because they don’t want to listen to us and think we faking it and want to be drugged up. I wish I can be normal but that’s, not the case. Im a warrior and in this fight till im call home. It breaks my heart to hear how we are getting treated. Hell, I still hate going to the hospital with all the BS I done went through. It’s getting better, but that nagging fear still in the back of my head. On my last stay, I was blessed with a good doctor who took the time out to hear my voice. I was so shocked it threw me off. I even had a good CNA! We stay in touch to this day. Doctors and nurses need to go back to school and get more educated on what the hell is Sickle Cell is. I hate when they ask how long you have been living with the disease. Im like what the hell. All my life. I done had so many compassionate nurses than doctors and that says a lot. The question is when will they do better by us?. We want to live and not die by their stupidity. From on out ill be doing more on my illness. Im tired of hearing someone died when they could have lived. We shouldn’t have to be scared of going to the hospital. Im is sorry if im everywhere with my post. I just want us to be heard and to show yall what I go through with living with this illness.
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