Posted in 2019, chronic illness, God, Health, My Journey, My Life, Prayers, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness, Update

Update

Hello and Welcome to My World. It’s been a week since I been home from 8-day stay. God is good. I was a worry for a while. Where should I start? Come to find out the accident put me in crisis. Not sure if I mention the ride to my check up on my hip. Let’s just say that ride was hell. My body was so on fire. Let’s just say I was glad I had arrived at the doc office but not really because I had to get an x-ray and I was already hurting. It took prob 10 mins to sign in and sit and wait to be called. I saw a person dress half-naked and I was like hope she doesn’t have sickle cell. We don’t like cold. A lot goes through my mind when I’m hurting while trying not to think of my pain. I got called to let’s just say I was not happy about getting back up and walking again. Finally made it to the back and let’s just say things weren’t going good. Got on the scale and went in a room and did that good stuff. Waited quietly for nurse practitioner and we’ll let’s just say it went to hell. She walks in and was like I have never seen you like this before. Oh, and I didn’t look good. I tried to hide how I was feeling but when you in pain it was hell. So she was like can u get on the table. Let’s just say had said a prayer before got up. And it went straight to hell. I didn’t want to be touch and it turned to move and tears fell. She was like yep never seen you like this going direct admit you. Let’s just say it didn’t go that way because the hospital was full. I was in the hallway in er part for 2 hrs before got meds and let’s just say it was supposed to be iv meds and got the pill. You guess it, it didn’t work. You would think a big hospital with 9 floors would have room. But nope. Anywho our waiting 6hrs in the hall to be admitted. Finally got put on the 5floor and settle in. Guess who hadn’t eaten all day till got in room at 5 or 6? Me. I had some great nurses and doctors. Seem always do when I’m in that hospital. It’s like every few years. I stayed on 5 floors, think maybe 2days. Things started going bad and oxygen was dropping and seem my lungs weren’t looking good. I ended up with acute chest, which can kill us. After I heard that was wrong. Started to panic but just prayed and became calm and call parents to let them know what’s going on. They couldn’t be with me since dad was in the hospital. Hey, I’m grown and actually like been alone. Long as I can call them and hear there voice everything going be ok. I got a move to.9floor pcu. That’s how serious things went and quick. The doctor had asked me have I ever had acute chest and I said yes once. She was like did you have cheat pain. I said no. That was alarm and she did an x-ray and come find out she was right. I had good nurses on 9 floors. They stayed on top of pain, before getting a move to the floor. Meds had got up to iv meds. Actually when sickle cell doctor find out what board said and let the doctor know. Guess she talk to them and things got to change and quick. Been on 9floor and receiving bags and bags of antibodies. Sighs. So wasn’t happy about that. Let me be real, it had been months since had pain meds. I like to go months without my pain meds if I don’t need it. Guess body wasn’t used to it and I didn’t feel like myself. I don’t know-how made it from bed to chair get comfortable. Why do they have beds that move in the hospital? Like you have been suck in. I know what into door few times going to. bathroom. Sucks when you getting fluids as well. It’s like hey let’s go to the bathroom, even after you just went. I hate sleeping with oxygen in the nose, and when came to checking and it was low they knew why. Got to the point when I did get out bed go the bathroom I wouldn’t put it back on. Let’s move on from the depressing part. Believe I was on 9 floors 3 almost 4 days. I was glad to be leaving the floor. That means I’m out of danger. Oh almost forgot to mention hip results, everything came back ok and not damage. Just bruise. Omg, I was so happy. Few days that pain was gone, just other stuff had worry about. I moved to the 4 floors once leaving 9 one. A couple of days there and I was a free woman. Lol. On the second day when met doc n, not his partner. My room was full n had student doctors. Let’s just say I’m good on all them looking at me and the room was full. He asks was it ok and said no and he sent them out. Thank God. It’s a plus when the doctor listens to you on everything from how you feel and what you take for pain. They were surprised to find out what I had been doing for pain. I may have a serious illness, but I don’t want to be defined by it. On my good days, I don’t think of having sickle cell. You probably thinking to say what. We like being treated like we’re normal like everyone else who’s not living with chronic illness. Oh, yea almost forgot I did end up getting 1 unit of blood, let me just say I really didn’t want it because of what happened last time. Guess went good, I did scratch but that because of meds. I didn’t get blood till I was in my low 5’s and was getting headache and feeling very weak and tired. My mom had talk sense into me when it came to getting the blood. The way she did it was the only way I was going agree. What would we do without our parents? Well whew, that was a lot to type and sorry it took so long on update. My dad is doing much better, not passing out when he cough anymore. He still coughing but they have him on some meds to help with passing out. He has started his meds for his cancer as well. Well, thank you for being patient and sticking with me on this journey. God Bless until next time.

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Posted in AWARENESS, chronic illness, God, Health, Heart, June 19, knowledge, life, My Journey, My Life, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

World Sickle Cell Awareness Day

Today is Sickle Cell Awareness Day. I know I have mentioned it so many times on my blog and the different things I go through with dealing with this disease. Lately, all I see on Facebook is how they are getting treated. Some of yall may have never heard of the disease. Well, today is the day I explain what it is. If you want to know more keep following me on my journey and google as well. I never thought people would care about what I go through.

Whats sickle cell anemia.
It’s an awful hereditary blood disease. You can be fine one minute and the next you not. Years ago we didn’t see the age of thirty. Wow what a mighty God we serve, some may not see that age today and some are seen age all the way up to there 80s. When in crisis is turns your blood into crescent making it unbelievable to move because of oxygen not reaching that area. Normal blood cells look like doughnuts. Let’s be real for a second this is a dangerous disease it affects all your organs. Since its heredity disease. It can affect all your kids are just one or two. My parent had five of us, only two of us was diagnosed with this disease and the rest trait. They didn’t start testing babies to till the late 80s. For some many years, I was told and so many around us that sickle cell was a black disease, I believe it to join sickle cell groups on facebook. Wow, the many faces behind this evil disease showed me the truth. Since 2008 they have recognized sickle cell as a global public health priority in order to raise awareness to sickle cell. With that been said its still not much awareness. So many people still don’t know what sickle cell is. I hope by joining my journey it opens someone eyes and hearts up.

Posted in 2019, chronic illness, God, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetry, Pray, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Let Me Go

Let me Go
I just want to be free
To get some rest.
To just live my life
I’m tired of hurting.
I’m tired of the pain
Waking me up in
The middle of the night
Making it hard to move
I’m Praying to God
And hoping
I’m not going into crisis.
I don’t have time to be
Down in my body
Just let me be.
I got things to do.
Weather doing its thing
Bringing me down
All I want to be is free

4.17.19

~PJ~

Day 17. Living with sickle cell is no joke. I haven’t been feeling my best lately and wanted to share a poem dedicated to my illness. Enjoy and God Bless

Posted in 2019, AWARENESS, Death, fight, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Our Fight

So many dying around us.

Young and old.

Will it ever be a cure.

So many deaths.

I’m tired of reading we lost

Somebody.

Somebody family is hurting

And suffering.

When will our care get better?

She/he fighting for their life.

Sickle cell

Needs a cure

And doctors/nurses who care.

Were tired of getting judge

Just cause you don’t know our pain

And understand our disease

When will y’all do right by us

So many dying

I’m tired of reading we lost

Warriors.

This fight is getting difficult.

Seems nobody cares

So many dying

Young and old

We fighting to live

each and every day.

All we want is just to live

2/10/19
PJ Prim

 

Posted in 2019, Cancer, family, God, My Journey, My Life, Sickle Cell Anemia, Update

Update

Good Morning and Welcome back to my world. Finally made it to my sickle cell doctor and must say glad be back on some of my meds. So far my sleep is blah. I done got out of bed, so many times. Either use restroom or something to drink. I done fold clothes up, played a few games on my phone. Why Am I Up? I need sleep, like right now. Guess I took my sleep meds late and body is like oh no we ain’t with that. Sighs. Tossing and turning and dealing with pain.

As some of yall may know if you been with me for a while. My dad has cancer. Well, he had to have surgery back in November because one wasn’t shrinking. It was getting bigger. The surgery went well. Thank God. He went for a scan last week to see how the others are doing since starting treatment again. They shrinking but two of them. The doctor wants to go in and remove them. My dad was like like let me think about it. In other words, pray about it and talk to the wife about it. You know God is good all the time. No matter what you going through. I can’t imagine not having my dad. When we find out a few years ago. It was shocking. We could have lost him. I thank God for that doctor appointment after Christmas. His counts were low. We knew something was wrong, but never in million years, we think it was cancer. We had to literally tell him to go to the hospital. He needed blood because he was losing it, and to see what was going on. His primary was like it maybe its cancer or an ulcer.

My nephew just celebrated his 9 birthday these past weekend. They grow up so fast. Where has the time gone? He celebrated his bday at the bowling alley. Second year in a row. No bowling, he chooses the arcade and lazor tag.

Posted in 2018, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia

Fall

how you just swept in and blew us away.

I mean the calendar said September you would

arrive.

I must say, I wasn’t prepared but truly did enjoy it

I get to pull my long sleeves out

dress up my tank top with a jean jacket

to keep me warm and safe.

My body may not agree with my words,

but I can’t help myself.

Fall

you done, did it?

Michael didn’t have anything on you.

Heart goes out to the ones that are suffering.

But Fall,

you brought the windy weather

And turn my world upside down.

Fall

Has finally arrive

10/8/18

~PJ~

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Living With Sickle Cell Disease

Hey and welcome to my world. As of lately, I haven’t been feeling good. I couldn’t use my right hand to do much of anything. Feeling a little better today. I had to make E.R trip Sunday because I was hurting so bad and right hand is and was swollen. I had to debate with myself if I wanted to go. The crisis started late Saturday night, I knew I didn’t want to go that night and be stuck with a lozy doctor with no bedside manners. I know I shared some of my experience with you all in the past. I was worry I would have the same problem as Sunday rolled around. I finally made up my mind go before it got worse. The wait was prob over an hour it was a busy day. Got triage out the way. I did t like the doctor who name was on my band. He was the same doctor that gave me med I’m an allergy to and can kill me. The doctor never wants to listen to the patient. I got a woman doctor who I had when been admitted on the floor. She now works in E.R. Before go into more information on my experience. I have bn going cold turkey without my pain meds. Haven’t had it since June but did have E.R visit last month. So I made sure let her know that. She wanted to just give me fluids and oxygen see if that helps. Red flag, if I could handle my pain at home I wouldn’t be made E.R visit. So I was in pain for over an hour before got med. Thankful counts were looking oh do good, but at the same time I know just because of counts show good report doesn’t mean anything. She was like what should we do. She caught me off guard with that question. I have never got asked that question from a doctor at that hospital. I was like is she pulling my finger she can’t be serious. She was like we going to give you some meds so you can think about it. She even asks what I take. I’m like yea this got me a joke. But she was serious. I decided to go home because I could go to my sickle cell doctor and pick up my prescription. She gave me a look because she knew I was in pain still. And sometimes I do end up returning back to E.R. she gave me three bags of fluids before she discharged me. Sometimes you have been strong when you don’t want to be. Don’t get me wrong I was getting frustrated because of my pain. I wanted to cry and scream but I know to do all that would make it worse. I did have some good nurses that night. And woman got my port on the first try, when I went last month, they had a hard time. I had request a nurse who never miss doing my port. When you hurting, you don’t want to hurt even more. I did pick up on the doctor I don’t like voice and was glad I didn’t have a deal with him. God is good all the time. I did get a chance to see my favorite doctor who got me last time. I wasn’t on his side and he was like she is good. He always let me know what’s up with nurses and doctors. I can talk to him like a friend. Both hospital visits were not so bad. I have started taking my Endari meds again, so I’m taking that’s helping with my counts. My retic was high. I usually get sick and have been admitted in October. Still not 100 percent. I have post and blog when I’m feeling ok to pick up. My hand is still swollen, it’s going all the way up to my shoulder blade, to be honest. I pray all is well with each and every one of you all who read my post. And thank you for the prayers, I can never have enough. God Bless.

Posted in 2014, 2018, AWARENESS, Death, fight, God, Journey, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Warrior

So many fighting diseases behind
Close doors…
Breaks my heart to hear
So many losing the battle…
You see our smile,
But not know our pain.
Fighting to live.
Holding back tears
So many warriors dying
From sickle cell, lupus, ms, cancer
And so many other diseases…
I never consider myself a warrior
Warriors coming out the closet
And letting the world know
I’m not a shame, my disease isn’t me.
Warriors are the ones,
Who keeps moving when the
The world has turned there back on us…
Warriors
Keep marching to our heavenly
Father call you home.

4/10/14
PJ

Dedicated to so many falling warriors. Quit judging when you don’t know the whole story! God Bless. Feel as if I can add more.

Wanted to share it again for the month of September to bring more awareness to sickle cell since it was sickle cell awareness month. But as many of you may know I try to share it much as possible.

Posted in 2011, 2018, AWARENESS, fight, God, Health, My Journey, My Life, poem, Poetic, Poetry, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Scar

My scars
Tell a story
Some may think
Im addict
Im not Feenin
For drugs
Im Feenin
For nomore pain
My scars
Tells a story
Of me fighting
Sickle Cell Disease
My life
Is not yours
God gave me
This life
To share it and hopefully
Educate the World
On my illness
My scars
Tells a story

12/13/11

PoeticJourney

 

I have shared this poem before and wanted to share it once again. This month is sickle cell awareness month.  With so many of us dying each and every day. I had to the need to share it one more.

 

Posted in 2018, AWARENESS, God, Journey, Mini Update, My Journey, My Life, Sickle Cell Anemia, Sickle Cell Awareness

Living With Sickle Cell Anemia

Hey World,

And welcome to my world. I took a break from writing about my disease because I felt like I was talking about it too much. But honestly its truly not enough information about what I and many others go through on daily basis. September is Sickle Cell Awareness month. With so many dying left and right and it seems like every day makes me wonder what is going on. Why isn’t there much information about what we go through and why does it seem like the doctor and nurses have stopped giving a damn about us? It’s time to better educated new and younger doctors/nurses about sickle cell and stop making it a black disease because that’s not the case. And time spread awareness on sickle cell trait. I got to stop being quiet and start opening my mouth and let the world know what’s going on. I have debated for a few weeks now on coming back and doing what I started. Some may not like my content and that’s fine. On days when pain is so bad, I pray that God calls me home cause it be just that painful and nothing love ones do doctor and nurses help. I recently had E.R visit after going months without having an issue. Sorry, I take that back, I fought it home a few months again. I haven’t been admitted since May before my bday. God is truly good all the time. I’m not sharing my story for pity, I’m sharing my story to spread awareness. The more I stay quiet the less is getting done for the sickle cell community. I do plan on doing an update post on how my experience went with hospital visit and doc appointment. I pray all is well with each and everyone of you all. God Bless