—GinaGivia was never a sickle cell patient. She was healthy and fine. My father had the AS genotype, while my mother had SS. Consequently, I inherited the SS genotype, and my sister took after my father with an AS genotype. Sickle cell anemia plagued me and necessitated frequent hospital visits, just like my mother's regular visits before she passed away."Sister, did you take your medication today?" Givia asked, concerned. I checked and realized I hadn't taken my drugs for the day. I sighed, expressing my frustration and weariness with the constant need for medication. Living my entire life relying on injections and drugs seemed daunting. It wasn't something I enjoyed. I adjusted my pillow and laid down on the bed."For the sake of your health, please take your medication. You're the only sister I have, the most precious thing in my life," my sister pleaded. I smiled, got up from the bed, took my drugs, and returned to sleep. As I drifted off, I started dreaming about Michael.In my
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