Olu
aged 14 from London writes about his life experience of Sickle Cell.
Hi, my name is Olu Shonubi
and I am about to say my Life Experience of Sickle Cell Anaemia. I
about to tell you the way I was affected by it, the time the sickness
occurs, the tablets which I take to keep fit and what happens when
there's a change in the weather.
How I Got Sickle Cell
I believe that I got Sickle Cell through my parents. The main reason
I am born with Sickle Cell is because my mum and dad had got A.S.
blood group. That's why I am a Sickler.
What is Sickle Cell?
Sickle Cell is the disease
inherited from both the mother and father. It is a sickness that can
not be cured, but can be prevented.
The Time The Sickness Occurs
I suffer from different types of sickness like: backache, headache,
body pain, stomach ache and so on. The one I suffer from most, which
is very painful, is backache and this also causes the body pain. It
occurs in the night around 1.15am and stops about three hours later
or the next day.
When this sickness occurs
I take `Nurofen' tablet. It does help but sometimes it never helps.
I believe when I get the pain is when the red blood cell forms a different
or funny shape. Sometimes I have a feeling when the backache wants
to start, I will immediately take my tablet to prevent it, but it
does not always work.
In A Change Of Weather
Whenever the weather condition changes. I always have a CRISIS. For
instance when I was coming from Nigeria and I was in the plane I felt
the backache coming. Then two days later when I arrive in England
I had a terrible backache which caused me to have bad body pain. I
was sick for three days. I went to the Queen Elizabeth Hospital and
I was given penicillin tablets. It helps me and I take it every morning
before school and in the afternoon when I get back.
Whenever the weather changes, maybe from summer
to winter or from winter to summer I always have crisis and its always
backache which turns to body pain.
That is my life experience of Sickle Cell.
Olu is a member of the Hackney
Sickle Link Project.
My Worst Crisis
Ever
Part One
Here I come again with another
epic proportion of my sickle cell life. This story is based on "My
Worst Crisis Ever!". This is a non-fiction account. I hope you
will enjoy it.
It all started when I was
in my second year in my secondary school in Nigeria. Early in the
morning I woke up around six o'clock in my boarding house and I have
noticed that I could hardly move my body and I am feeling weak. I
went to the owner of the boarding house and I told him that I would
be unable to go to school with the other students because I need to
see a doctor. He called my granny and asked her to come.
About an hour and a half later
she arrived and she took me home. Throughout my way home I was very
weak, my eyes were very yellow. When I got home I couldn't eat or
drink or sleep. I went to the hospital. The doctor gave me some tablets.
I stayed home for two weeks in order to recover. My mum was in London
by then and she wasn't notified.
After my first two weeks back
in school the real thing then happened "My Worst Crisis Ever!"
begins.
To be continued.....
Yours sincerely
Olu
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