I got married in 2000 and had a son, Raymond.
From the moment I had him, my marriage began to hit the rocks.
It was one hospital visit after another, one medical expense to another. The experience halted our lives and put a strain on our love.
My husband blamed me for our situation and I blamed him too. I watched my son s#ffer. I watched my husband and I go from spouses, to friends, to people who just fought and fought about medical bills and taking care of our son.
Finally in 2006, our marriage ended and I was left alone with our son. I cried a lot. It was so overwhelming that I couldn’t even pursue my acting passion any longer.
Sadly, I lost my son at the age of 17.
Please, know your genotype before you fall in love in love. Love can’t stand the pain of sickle cell.
Peoplesmind