Hey Readers, this blog is just going to be a little update of what’s been going on with me lately. Well, as some of you may recall, I was having very bad stomach pains for awhile. It was to the point where I was constantly in the hospital. Well, they finally figured out that it was the medicine they had me on that was causing the problems. Once we got the stomach pains under control, I was actually out of the hospital for a while, and doing good. I was able to finally plan something and not miss it because I was sick. I went to Orlando with my family, for a nice little visit with some of my family there. It was great to finally be out of the hospital, and doing things that are so simple but so enjoyable at the same time. I had a great time there. The day we left, I started hurting, but thankfully it didn’t get bad until after we had made it home. I ended up having to go to the hospital that same night. I’m still in here now, but I’m being released today, finally. I know this is going to sound weird but, I didn’t mind getting sick this time, I was just so thankful that it happened right after my trip to Orlando, and not during. So when the pain started, I just thanked God that He allowed me to enjoy my trip fully and waited until I got home for the crisis to happen. I know that may sound strange, but when you have Sickle Cell you know that a crisis can happen whenever, wherever. So you’re thankful when a crisis doesn’t happen when you’re out at events, or on trips; because you know it easily could have. You have to know which battles to fight. I’m optimistic though, I think that once I’m released from the hospital this time, I won’t be back for awhile. The reason I was in and out of the hospital before, was because of my stomach problems, not necessarily my Sickle Cell pain. So now that that’s taken care of, it should just be my Sickle Cell now, and I’m learning how to manage it better, also. I’ve been drinking lots of fluids, especially water, which I admit, I wasn’t doing before. It amazes me how, just drinking water can help so much in keeping me from getting sick. Whatever will help, I’m down for! So we’ll see what happens; I’m actually excited about the future, which I admit, I haven’t been for awhile now. Only because I was always sick, and not able to do anything. I think things are going to start changing for the better now, and I’m going to take you all along for the ride! Get ready, I can’t wait!
As you all know, I usually only write blogs about living with Sickle Cell Disease; but this blog is going to be about something completely different. My heart is very, very, heavy right now; which is why I’m up early in the morning writing this blog. As you all know by now, the jury in the George Zimmerman trial came back with a Not Guilty verdict. I’ve been watching the trial from the beginning and I’m disgusted with the Justice System right now. When is it okay for a person (regardless race or gender) to follow a teenager, and ultimately kill him, for absolutely no reason?……I guess the answer to that question is: now. Being a neighborhood watchman did not give him, or anybody else, the right to stalk and kill a person. The major problem I have with this is that the Justice System is supposed to keep stuff like this from happening, not making it easy for people to literally get away with murder. I’m an African American woman that lives in Florida, and I don’t even feel comfortable leaving the safety of my home right now because of the craziness that is going on down here right now. My heart goes out to the family of Trayvon Martin, I can’t imagine what they must be going through right now. I have an older brother, and I worry about him walking the streets of Florida; if George Zimmerman found Trayvon Martin “suspicious” he definitely would have found my brother “suspicious” too, with his long dreads and urban wear; but if he actually took the time to ASK QUESTIONS INSTEAD OF JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS, he would know my brother is a highly educated IT Specialist that works for three different Universities, and a great person. But when you have a person like George Zimmerman, they don’t want to ask questions, they already have their own opinions on people. That was evident in the 911 call, when he called Trayvon a “f*#&ing coon”. Regardless of whether or not Trayvon Martin was beating him up, that still did not give him the right to pull his gun and kill that young man; take your beating and walk away! You followed him, he felt threatened (which anybody would), and he defended himself, simple as that. So now young black men, especially here in Florida, can’t even walk the streets of their own neighborhood, let alone anywhere else, without looking over their shoulders and feeling unsafe. So now it’s a crime to be black?!….. As far as the Prosecution goes…I could write a whole blog on their many flaws, I completely agree with Nancy Grace, when she said it seemed like the Prosecutors just laid down and gave up. To me, all the State did was help the Defense win the trial. I hope the coming days are civil ones, because rioting will do absolutely nothing to help the situation. What’s done, is done, now we need to come together as a people and figure out how to change these laws and the way some people, like George Zimmerman, take advantage of laws like Stand Your Ground. I’ll definitely be praying for the Martin family, and for peace amongst us. R.I.P. Trayvon Martin.
Hello Readers! Well, I’m supposed to be released from the hospital today; I would usually be excited and more than ready to leave, but not this time. The reason I’m not is because I’m still having the same stomach problems. The Doctors all have different opinions on what the cause of the pain is, but they all agree that there is nothing they can do about it. I haven’t ate anything in the last 3 days, and I’ve been throwing up also. I know when I go home it’s only going to get worse. This has been a cycle for the past few years now. I just want one Doctor to come and actually try to figure out what the problem is, not guess. It’s so frustrating and draining coming back and forth to the hospital for the same problem. I already have to deal with having Sickle Cell, now I also have to deal with these terrible stomach problems. It’s one thing after another. I just want to disappear from it all, not have to feel anymore pain or visit anymore hospitals. I’m physically, mentally, spiritually, drained. I know God doesn’t put more on us than we can bare, but I feel like He’s pushing me to the max. I’m not a quitter, but I just feel like curling up in my bed and staying there. I’m only one person, my body can take only so much pain. I’m just tired, tired of it all. Sorry this blog is so gloomy, but it’s how I’m feeling right now, so…..
Hello Readers! I hope all has been well with everyone. As for me, well, not so much. I’m still in and out of the hospital, due to the Sickle Cell Crisis’s I’ve been having; and now with my stomach problems on top of that, it’s almost impossible for me to stay out of the hospital for any long period of time. I’m trying to stay positive though, hopefully I’ll get a break from being in the hospital soon…fingers crossed. Anyway, I’ve really been trying to decide on whether or not I should write blogs when I’m not in the hospital and sick. I mostly only write when I’m hospitalized, but I think I’m going to change that (whenever I’m finally out of the hospital, that is). But, I didn’t want to wait any longer to write a blog, so I just decided to do another one while here. I mean, this IS supposed to be about my trials and tribulations of living with Sickle Cell, and that definitely includes being hospitalized so…..well, I wanted to just put my thoughts out there, and see what you all think. It seems the more I get sick and therefore have to be hospitalized, the more I think about life. Not just my life but life in general. When you’re stuck in a place of no forward motion (and for me that means not being able to move on in life because of my sickness) you’re really able to have a greater respect and appreciation for life. It’s funny how, when you’re in the mist of living your day to day life, you don’t realize how blessed you truly are. I feel like, because I’m constantly sick and in the hospital, my life has come to a standstill, in a metaphorical sense, that is. I find myself daydreaming about doing things that would seem, pretty mundane to others. Like going to church, spending time with my friends and family, going out, working…don’t get me wrong, I’m not depressed or feeling sorry for myself, I just miss the act of actually LIVING life. I know there are people out there who has it worse than me, so I don’t have a right to be depressed or feel sorry for myself. I’ve really just been trying to take everything that has been going on with me, and examine it all and process it, so that I can receive the lesson that God has for me. It would be easy for me to just give up, and expect my life to always be this way, but I truly believe that in going through all that I am going through, He is preparing me for something greater to come. What that is, I have no idea; this of course, doesn’t mean that after I’m finally feeling better something great is going to happen, and I will never be sick again, of course not. I’m a realist, I know that this disease will be with me, and a part of my life, until the day I die. But I also know that, this isn’t it for me. When you’re sick so often, and have a lot of scary moments, what with: getting dangerous infections, possible blood clots, extreme crisis’s, surgery, blood transfusions, etc…of course, you think about death. When I think about death, it’s not something I fear, I just have a great amount of respect for it. I know this is my one and only life, and if this is where I’m supposed to be in life, then so be it. As long as I’m still able to live, I’m happy. Well, thanks for reading; so glad I did this blog, I just wanted to get that off my chest. Feel free to leave your comments, later Readers!