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Hospital admissions can feel overwhelming when you live with sickle cell disease (SCD), regardless of where you receive care. Here in Nigeria, the experience can differ from what someone might see in the United States, but the emotional weight of an admission can feel remarkably similar. Research commonly identifies…

If you’ve read my columns, you know how much I praise and appreciate my support system. Everyone close to me knows I have sickle cell disease, so I rarely have to explain it or worry that they’ll panic about my health. They see me regularly, and I’ve learned to…

I missed another birthday celebration and had to send another “sorry, I can’t make it” message — not because I like canceling on people, but because I have sickle cell disease. Living with sickle cell means living with FOMO — the fear of missing out. I must budget…

Keeping a job while living with sickle cell disease (SCD) can be challenging, especially when you have moderate to severe disease. Symptoms and complications can make it harder to maintain regular work hours or remain in a demanding career. For many warriors, unemployment and financial hardship can add to…

Note: This column describes the author’s own experiences with an array of treatments. Not everyone will have the same response to treatment. Consult your doctor before starting or stopping a therapy. Ordinarily, like many other people living with sickle cell disease, I take daily medications to help manage my…

Previously, I’d never publicly shared my experiences with delayed puberty and how deeply it affected me. Looking back, I realize that it was an important part of my journey with sickle cell disease (SCD). I hope my story will help young warriors and caregivers understand this often-overlooked complication and…

Recently, I’ve been struggling with a departure from my normal routine. I’ve written about how exercise and good nutrition have helped me manage my sickle cell disease, but I’ve been traveling a lot and have found myself thrown off balance in ways I didn’t anticipate. At first, I blamed…

“We lost a gentle soul yesterday. Rest warrior Daryl Rosborough.” Reading that sentence as I checked my Facebook first thing in the morning felt like a ton of bricks crashing down on me. Daryl was more than a friend; he was like an older brother to me. Sadly, he…