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Over the years, I’ve used my voice as a sickle cell disease warrior, advocate, and health professional to point out the shortcomings of the government, the public, and the healthcare system when it comes to the worsening of sickle cell morbidity and mortality. But today, I need to turn…

Ten years ago, I signed up for a personal training session without telling the trainer I had sickle cell disease. He had no idea about my condition or my limits, so the workout was intense. I pushed through, but afterward I was violently sick and bedridden for days. I…

I’ve shared reflections from three days after my last sickle cell pain crisis, and then again a month later. Now, four months on, I find myself in a completely different place physically, mentally, and emotionally. But can I say I’m still recovering? It doesn’t feel like it…

When I began writing this column, I thought I knew exactly what I was stepping into. As a doctor, I’d spent years studying sickle cell disease, memorizing its complications, and prescribing treatment plans. What I didn’t know was how much more there was to learn on the other…

Dating and relationships can be complicated for anyone, but for those living with sickle cell disease, they present even greater challenges. My experience — and that of many other sickle cell warriors I know — has shown me how vital it is to be with a partner who understands…

Whenever I’m asked to list the symptoms of sickle cell disease (SCD), I am always confused about where to begin. The condition is fundamentally a blood disorder, and every organ needs a steady supply of blood to survive. As a result, SCD can affect virtually any part of the…

As a medical professional living with sickle cell anemia, I’ve chosen to dedicate myself to sickle cell advocacy and education. On this journey, I’ve realized a lot of people cannot distinguish between sickle cell disease and sickle cell anemia, including some health professionals. Today I’m using my platform to…

Part of my coping mechanism after a sickle cell crisis is to forget it ever happened. To address that, this year I started an audio journal during the recovery process as a way to self-assess where I was and note how recovery tracks for me days after a crisis.

Being a caregiver to someone with sickle cell disease isn’t a role anyone can truly prepare for. It’s a calling that finds us, and it stems from love, loyalty, and necessity. My caregiving journey began with caring for my cousin, a vibrant, witty, and spirited soul whose strength…