fam24:



Interesting

How do I describe how I miss not hearing from you when I needed it most, how do tell you the pains I have without your response when I wanted it more... I 've grown to love your personality more and more each day, reading through your post, I'm not blaming you for not responding, because I see you fighting the battle you did not create "SURVIVAL BATTLE ", but my pain lies on your last post and when I check the time and hour you send that post, it's sounds even more dreadful, please say something to a friend... He is missing your personality.

fam24:


Amen. You are welcome sir. Thanks for following. It's great to know someone like you is patiently reading through. God bless you sir

My prayers are with you... With plenty of love from your e-friend

fam24:


Thank you.

Please someone cares about you, say something to a friend that cares... Praying for you.

fam24:


Amen. You are welcome sir. Thanks for following. It's great to know someone like you is patiently reading through. God bless you sir

Morning, how are you? I strongly believe you are doing great... Please just say hi and that will be all that I need now, God is your strength and please stay strong.

fam24:
Dear Future Warriors,

How are you?
You must be wondering why you are born into a life of pain, of crisis, of complications, you must have asked why. I will like you to know that you are strong enough to withstand it. Blame not God, but ask your parents why.
Some of us have been into it before you. We did our best to eradicate it so that you won't have to go through what we are going through, but your parents (or fate) decided otherwise. Some were blinded by love, some enshackled by faith, some failed by laboratory results. Some claimed ignorance. But in all of these, know that you will survive, just like some of us are. I want to tell you not to focus on the why, because that's no longer important, the deed has been done, but focus on the purpose why you are here, there is a greater reason for that. You must ensure to discover your purpose and live by it. Don't stop fighting because that's what you're born to do. In fighting, some won and live with it, some lose and become heroes. I hope you win, but in case if it turns out the other way, I hope you find rest. I hope you become a star to shine over the other warriors still fighting. I hope you become an angel to guide over them. And I hope you become a martyr.
While you are alive, live, love, laugh and persevere. Make a difference, make impact and set a pace and a path for others. Find a reason and a purpose to life.
You have got sickled cells flowing in your veins, sickle cell doesn't have you. Don't allow sickle cell to cage you in its cell. You are more than a conqueror. Explore your body when you are healthy and manage it when you are not.
You have a strong spirit in a not so strong body, but you need that body to do your exploits, hence pay attention to it, manage it well and take good care of it.
I hope the sickle cycle ends in your generation. I hope science find a cure to it, a *safe* cure that could be *available* and *affordable* to all.
But if not, don't be sad, don't be mad. Enlighten the world, educate them and create awareness. Do your part.
Be the light through which other warriors can see through.

Stay safe warrior. Don't forget you are a survivor, you will sure survive all that life throws at you. Don't you ever give up. I love you.

From a co-warrior,

© FAM

A beautiful morning to a friend and a sister, I woke up with your tot in mind... How are you and hope you are doing great and good, I love to hear from you as soon as possible. I'm concerned about your last post, I believe you are there strong as ever fighting the fight of a survival, God bless you.

fam24:
Dear Future Warriors,

How are you?
You must be wondering why you are born into a life of pain, of crisis, of complications, you must have asked why. I will like you to know that you are strong enough to withstand it. Blame not God, but ask your parents why.
Some of us have been into it before you. We did our best to eradicate it so that you won't have to go through what we are going through, but your parents (or fate) decided otherwise. Some were blinded by love, some enshackled by faith, some failed by laboratory results. Some claimed ignorance. But in all of these, know that you will survive, just like some of us are. I want to tell you not to focus on the why, because that's no longer important, the deed has been done, but focus on the purpose why you are here, there is a greater reason for that. You must ensure to discover your purpose and live by it. Don't stop fighting because that's what you're born to do. In fighting, some won and live with it, some lose and become heroes. I hope you win, but in case if it turns out the other way, I hope you find rest. I hope you become a star to shine over the other warriors still fighting. I hope you become an angel to guide over them. And I hope you become a martyr.
While you are alive, live, love, laugh and persevere. Make a difference, make impact and set a pace and a path for others. Find a reason and a purpose to life.
You have got sickled cells flowing in your veins, sickle cell doesn't have you. Don't allow sickle cell to cage you in its cell. You are more than a conqueror. Explore your body when you are healthy and manage it when you are not.
You have a strong spirit in a not so strong body, but you need that body to do your exploits, hence pay attention to it, manage it well and take good care of it.
I hope the sickle cycle ends in your generation. I hope science find a cure to it, a *safe* cure that could be *available* and *affordable* to all.
But if not, don't be sad, don't be mad. Enlighten the world, educate them and create awareness. Do your part.
Be the light through which other warriors can see through.

Stay safe warrior. Don't forget you are a survivor, you will sure survive all that life throws at you. Don't you ever give up. I love you.

From a co-warrior,

© FAM

Sweet heart, please sleep and have sweet dreams, you will definitely wake up in morning... Please don't let your heart be troubled, all will be well.

These pictures are not from the Ebute -Metta that I know and live in... Where did they get all the photos from?

We all know Subair, most of us passed through him one way or the other... I think the University is just doing a cover up package.

RIP Mr. Subair.

SEONaijaExpert:
Was looking out for Berger...

I think you listed those ones with certain history attached.

This bus stop is key to any body coming to Lagos for the first time, hence it's should be noted as one popular bus stop.

fam24:
They said she's a bitch
Some call her bastard
Some felt it's a he and a beast
People who have met him know how wicked he could be.
He shows no mercy
He comes knocking when least expected
She doesn't wait to be invited
She comes with pain
She destabilizes plans
He ruins your schedule
People who know her wish they never did.
People who don't think she's overemphasized
Some still love and want her
They call upon her and welcome her with open arms
When they meet her, they regret and realize their mistakes
But it's too late
She doesn't come alone
She comes with crisis and complications
She makes hospital their home
She makes drugs food
And makes foods drug
She makes the weak strong
And makes the strong weak
Another child has been put in agony
She makes veins run and disappear
And gives marks via cannula line
She's a product of two carriers
One claiming love
The other shouting faith
How can you be this careless
How can you claim to be ignorant
What's your excuse?
Some call her disease
Some said he is a disorder
Whatever you call her
The features are there
She's a respecter of no one
It's SCD


*© FAM*

Everytime I read through your post, I get excited that I have the opportunity to meet your personality on this platform... So many things I 've learnt and so many discovered, thanks for being a great person. Just to let you know I now have survival noticification on my facebook account, courtesy of you, once again thank you and God bless.

B1ak3:


Hahahahaha can someone be more brainwashed? Did you seriously just ask where a vice president who has been a SAN for more than two decades and who has a law firm, where he got N1 million naira from?

Chai this election should come and go so some people can start to think properly

Osinbajo a SAN...
Law firm...

Please brother there's a big difference between being a professor of law and being a SAN.

where does he practice his law and where is his law firm, please confirm your facts and figures before saying things like this, because it's speak volumes.

fam24:
They said she's a bitch
Some call her bastard
Some felt it's a he and a beast
People who have met him know how wicked he could be.
He shows no mercy
He comes knocking when least expected
She doesn't wait to be invited
She comes with pain
She destabilizes plans
He ruins your schedule
People who know her wish they never did.
People who don't think she's overemphasized
Some still love and want her
They call upon her and welcome her with open arms
When they meet her, they regret and realize their mistakes
But it's too late
She doesn't come alone
She comes with crisis and complications
She makes hospital their home
She makes drugs food
And makes foods drug
She makes the weak strong
And makes the strong weak
Another child has been put in agony
She makes veins run and disappear
And gives marks via cannula line
She's a product of two carriers
One claiming love
The other shouting faith
How can you be this careless
How can you claim to be ignorant
What's your excuse?
Some call her disease
Some said he is a disorder
Whatever you call her
The features are there
She's a respecter of no one
It's SCD


*© FAM*

Lack of knowledge for those that are not privileged...
Religion and the claim of faith for those that are knowledged...

What a complexity of life.

Keep fighting because you are a victor already, wishing and hoping to read from you soon... From a mind that cares.

fam24:


Thanks so much sir. People like you encourage me. I love you too.

Uwc,

I will always be there for a strong woman like you... Keep up the fight, victory is yours.

fam24:
MY PICA EXPERIENCE*
I used to have a very strong craving for sand mixed with cement, the one specifically found in new site.

Before then, when I was much younger, in primary school, I used to cut chalk into smaller pieces into round circles, taking the shape of paracetamol, to keep and later chew. I used to think and wonder why it didn't work the wonders paracetamol and other drugs did, but even at that it didn't stop me from chewing it. I didn't know that habit of mine has a name. I later thought it was just my curious mind trying to experiment.�

I later grew out of that habit of mine and chalk no longer appeal to me.
Then I picked up a new craving. I really can't say when exactly this new habit started, if it was present when I was chewing chalks, or if it started much later. As far as I can remember, way back in primary school, I knew I do crave for cemented sand and I can easily perceive the smell of it from miles away. I just know how and where to find it (or maybe it actually use to find me) and get a bite of it. Its aroma and taste are more appealing than food itself and give a satisfactory feeling after a bite of it.
I knew it's not good but my craving wouldn't stop.
I later become conscious enough of my actions that I no longer swallowed it, I just chewed, split it out then rinse my mouth with water. I then licked the dusty leftover in my hand.

I think I was caught by people a number of times but that still didn't stop me from engaging in it another day. I can't remember if I was really punished for it.
I knew my mum was aware even if she didn't catch me red handed and I always had a lie to cover up even though they didn't make sense a lot of times. I always got my hand stained by falling. But on a number of occasions I was asked to open my mouth while in the act, I can't remember the excuses and lies I told.
I knew my siblings suspected, though I denied a lot of times and I knew they didn't believe me, I was reported a number of times, though I didn't know if they make much meanings to it.
I remember a family friend, who also had a daughter with sickle cell (the daughter is late now) discussing with my mum about her daughter's persistent habit of chewing clay. She wanted my mom's advice on it. She mentioned that she discussed it with their doctor and the doctor dismissed it off as just a normal child craving and also that clay is rich in calcium and the girl should be left alone that she would outgrow it. I didn't wait to listen to my mom's take on it, before I went to get a bite of it that day. That was all the encouragement and justification I needed. For my small mind, I was eating calcium. �

I later got to know this habit of mine has a name and it's not peculiar to me. It's called *PICA*.

Pica can be define as the persistent craving and chewing of substances that have no nutritional value, such as ice, clay, soil, paper, powder, form, chalk, styrofoam, starch, crayons, dirt, sponges, hair, or other non-nutritional items.
It is a common problem in persons with sickle cell disease. Over 50% of people living with SCD had experience pica at a point in time. It's said to be a symptom of anaemia, though there's no known cause for it.

Persons with sickle cell disease are known to have a higher rate of pica than the general population. The reasons for pica are not known, but some cases have been linked with iron deficiency, lower weight, lower hemoglobin, pregnancy, nutritional deficiencies, lead poisoning, behavioral problems, and a family history of pica.

Pica can be mild or severe depending on what is being ingested and the sources of the objects. Pica itself isn't a problem, but the object ingested can lead to one. Possible problems include infection, digestive tract blockage, poisoning, malnutrition, and damage to the teeth. Some health problems may require surgery.

There's no known treatment for pica except that the child can be trained on how to control the feelings as they become mature. Other treatments include treating anaemia and also treating any side effects of it.

I'm sharing my story on Pica to inform the public especially warriors and their relatives that their habit isn't strange. Beat the child, punish the child, PICA REMAINS PICA. The child will only learn how to be smart about it and not get caught. It wouldn't stop it until they are able to control their cravings.

Do I still crave for cemented sand? Yes

Do I still chew it? Story for another day.

*©FAM*

Op, it's obvious that you are love by so many and I'm one of them, stay strong to your promises and God almighty will bring it to fulfilment... Reading through your last dairy post makes me happy.

Waiting patiently to hear from you again... Like a mother waiting for an envelope from a far away son.

*Who is next?*

Don't miss me when I'm gone, miss me now and let me know.
Don't cry for me when I'm no more, let's cry and laugh together now.
Don't wait till when I won't see and acknowledge it before you tell me how much you love and cherish me.
No one knows who's next, but I can tell you mine isn't now.
I promise my mum to be a daughter to her, a source of joy, here to stay, and make her an awesome grandmum.
I promise to be an amazing mother to my wonderful kids, and it's a promise meant to be kept.
But if peradventure, fate has another plan and I grow my wings, tell it to the world, it only means I have lived my part.
And it's not SCD because every soul shall taste death.
There's no too young to leave nor a too old to stay.

Tallesty1:
No experience so I will be sharing my senior brother's experience.


Dude came home one day with one tall bae like that from Anambra.


He called the fam together and introduced her as the girl he will marry, Oh Boy.... My old man no even let him finish before he provoke.


He said it ain't happening, that all his kids will marry from my state.

Mumsy calmed him but she sef no support the thing.

Later that night(after the girl don go) he(dad) called us together and started giving reason why we should not marry from another state.

My bro told him that he and the girl don tey so he no fit leave am like that.

I told them to let him marry whoever he likes after all nah he go live with am.


But the reason I supported him be say me sef dey date one girl from Anambra that time.

Mumsy later gree but palee refused so with mom's support, we do strong head go marry her.


To cut the story short, the lady is my dad's favorite daughter in law till today and they're happily married with 4 kids.

2 boys and 2 girls.

Brother, you don't have Problem when things go smooth in situations like this, of course she's going to be Dad favourite because things are perfect... what happened if things don't work out well, what will you fall back on, because your family are suppose to be your back up...
I wish the young man well in this journey of life he's embacking on, if things go well, everything will be good, but what happens if the un-expected happened?

Please, watch out for your self, life is too complicated not to have a family back up.

tossie101:
Congrats to them and happy married life.

I can bet anything the man is not Yoruba man.
Yorubas don't marry for love but for sex or something that will benefit them.
That's why u See their young men marrying white grannies for visa or money

op, don't shake this table... it might turn back to you.

pocohantas:
Maybe they trust the man, not his preek.The man is different from his preek (entity concept).

That said, man was doing fine till he realized he was nakèd and has preek. Ever since then, the world has not rested. Even in your Bible, great men got into trouble because of it. Any man that can control his own, is usually a threat to some kind ladies, because that is the first place they try to use bring him down. Are there men that can control their third legs? yes there are.

Every smart business man would always make provision for bad debt, so I also leave this tiny space. We are humans after all, male and female alike.

what a perfect touch on this write up, a very brilliant one

fam24:
It's a new year, and it's exciting that there wasn't fuel scarcity through out the festive period. No reason for a long queue at the filling station. With this, one would expect that there shouldn't be hike in the cost of transportation, but no, reversal was the case. There was an increase in the cost of transport for no just reason except that it's festive period and they are collecting 'owo odun'.

After spending the festive period at home, I decided to return to school yesterday. On getting to the car park, there was only one passenger left for the car to leave, I felt I was so lucky until I realized the cost of transportation has been increased from #500 to #700. I had to ask why, I need to know the reason for the sudden increment even if I would be paying for it. All I got as response was that they were collecting 'owo odun' i.e. festive money. What does that even mean? I was like it's the 3rd day already, which 'odun' were they still doing, and the driver was like they would still be collecting it till weekend. The feeling of entitlement irritated me more, I was like I really do not have an emergency to attend to in school (even though I later realized I had), why should be paying such amount? I sha said I would be going back home to wait till when they were done with their owo odun, and he was like I should go and wait till after the festive period.
I sha got down, took a #50 bus to another car park. On getting there, they were still charging their regular #300 but they have also increased the number of passengers from 3 per seat to 4.

A friend who took the car from the former car park the previous day, 2nd later told me they also increased the number of passengers from 1 to 2 in the front seat a day before, aside increasing the T fare from #500 to #700.

Owo odun is something to be given freely and willing to the recipient as a way of sharing the goodies of the festive period around and showing love between the giver and the receiver.
I ask myself, should something of this nature be forced out of one's pocket and collected through means of inflating price of commodities?
But then, Nigerians remain the problem of Nigeria, and the greatest discomforters of Nigerians.

If there had been fuel scarcity, everyone would have been shouting the government, abusing 'Buhari' and have a 'justifiable' reason to increase price of goods and services, but now there's none, we still find a way to make life difficult for ourselves.
We will definitely be alright at the end.

op, I'm happy you are doing good, your last post on your diary session is not too encouraging, especially the last paragraph...

please keep up the fight, because all will be well.

Tamarapetty:
So men sef dey wear leg chain??

wetin carry your eye go there, I need to re-check after reading your post

mamatayour:
This guy go just use all him money buy clothes finish

They pay him to wear their brand....marketing strategy for fashion house

fam24:
2018 started on a good note, and I think it's ending on a fair note. In between was hell. It was a year of a lot of first timer. I experienced love. I was heartbroken. I experienced different set backs. At a point, it felt like I was moving a step ahead and three steps backwards. I lost myself. I lost loved ones. I felt all alone even though I was surrounded by people. My mum has always been my number 1 cheerleader, my love, my fan, my encourager, but she wasn't physically present. It made it tougher. I felt love deprived, looking for a substitute where there's none. I experienced depression at its peak. Suicidal thoughts kept crawling in. The only thing that held me back was the thought of my mum. Days I just want to sleep and never wake up. Days I don't just want to go out and felt like locking my inner self up. Days of complications as if the end is near. There was a time I felt I won't live to see the end of the year. I just felt I would be gone by them. That the pain, physical, emotional and mental would be over and everything would come to an end. I was really looking forward to that end. I just wanted it to come and the life would be over.
But here I am, still bouncing. I'm not yet an overcomer but a survivor. Still living, still surviving.
2018,ka ma pade mon. All the tribulations of the year, may I not see them again. It was a tough year.
Alhamdulilah.

Thank God for your life, indeed you are a living testimony...

UyaiIncomparabl:
Subtlety rules the world. I believe this, explains everything. To get absolute peace, get rid of that distraction that causes you that pain. I cannot tolerate an egotistical spouse, I expect that you shouldn't too. Please do the needful. Get RID of her. She won't change. Dissuade any person who tells you otherwise. She'll only get worse.

Make your struggle easy. No need recycling dysfunctional homes. We are tired of the ones around.

Too blunt...

fpeter:
Father please remember all your daughters in the waiting room, don't let us be put to shame. Let us conceive too and have a memorable Christmas celebration in Jesus Name, Amen.

Amen, so shall it be... Happy Christmas in advance.

Please put a copy of your dairy here as promised, so that people can respond to them accordingly. Thanks and God bless

fam24:
In as much as most of what I will be posting here are things that will be in my diary, I'm creating this thread to get others' opinion and feedback on certain issues that require such. Thanks

Fam24, I only came to appreciate your personality here, since I won't be able to do that on the dairy thread. Thank you for being a fighter and a hero, fight on, you are a victor already... I 'm sure so many of us on this platform who has opportunity to go through your dairy are with you... Go on and fulfill your purpose, because HE (God ) created you for a purpose. Cheers.

Op are you in lagos, if yes, rhythm fm station does that.

kaykaymcb:
Keep it coming guys

Op, how much do you design logo?

Daeylar:
Some mothers suffered domestic violence and they stayed just to keep a miserable worthless home is what you to preaching for her?


How can a sane human being see enduring domestic Violence in marriage just to keep a godforsaken home as a good thing. And take it a step further by trying to use it to preach to a woman as a reason to keep a home?

Very Sadistic


I can see happiness doesn't matter to you, keeping the home at the expense of your mental and physical health is the most important thing to you.

And you even think you can pick and choose what woman can cross your path?.

Mtcheewww

May no woman ever cross your path until you change this miserable mindset.
Rubbish.

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Op, please read the young woman post instead of reacting...

1. The relationship is not abusive
2. They have fun together
3. They talk well
The only excuse here is No Chemistry.
Sorry sister this excuse is not tenable in the institution call marriage.

Have a wonderful week ahead.