My Sickle September


I have tried as much as possible to stop writing about sickle cell disorder. Alas! Sickle cell has not stopped writing about me.
I have constantly fought as a warrior every September for about 4 consecutive years, especially days close to my birthday, and this had been the reason for my moodiness and unwillingness to celebrate my birthday.
Over the years, I have had causes to be hospitalised, battling different forms of crisis. But all glory to God who yearly grants me victory.
Oh! I started this month (September, 2018) with a strong mind... Unwilling to go through the cycle. I devised several means to dodge the coming 4th Sickle September War... However, the war started and as a warrior, I had to fight for my life.
This war however lasted than usual. The battlefield was set as at late August. It began with a fever, and personally, I decided to run some tests so as to fight back and conquer before it eventually led to *my sickle September*...
How do you interpret walking into the battlefront (Hospital) with the aim of preventing the battle from escalation...but you were detained, and informed... Mr! The Battle Has Started.
In the cause of my sickle September, I journeyed through 5 different battlefield (Hospitals)... Fighting different kinds of battles (crisis)...
It was like Hell set loose and the pains were indescribable and unfathomable...
The last episode of the battle (crisis) almost claimed my life... I almost lost all hope as a warrior, I was so weak I wanted to give up at the battlefront.
How do you explain battling from Tuesday, 11th September till 25th September (last episode).. Non stop... Moving from one battlefield field to the other... (Referred, discharged, re-admitted) ...
All weapons (Neurogesic, Analgesic, and the gesics) proved abortive... It was as if God wasn't listening to my cries anymore. Hence, I decided to contact all His servants that I know, because I know when everything fails, Prayer doesn't, God doesn't...
At a point, peace was restored. I thought the storm was over, not knowing the enemy had set an ambush and that the battle still continued.
At last, I won, after weeks of battle, the 4th Sickle September War ended.
Oh! Thanks be to God who yearly gives me victory, I came, I battled and I conquered...
I am a warrior
I am a winner
I will fight with all my strength
Christ has given me victory
I consciously walk in my victory
I am Opeyemi Oredola
I will never give up
*This is my sickle September story*

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