Hi people...trust your week has started with great smiles. I'm sorry there would be a hold on the developing story (or rather there has been a hold on the story). This week, I'm putting up an entry that is poetry. Its written by a medical doctor by name Ekundayo Otuyelu. I'ld love you to read it and not copy it...if lifting is needed please contact me so I can contact him. Thank you and have a wonderful week in Jesus name, Amen! Sickle Cell: A Prenatal Diagnosis. On the darkest night, when even the sputtering flame of the meanest candle is denied me, I will still cling to my memory of today. I have tended the dying, prayed with men and women hopelessly clinging to whatever shreds of life are left, and all of it has stirred my soul. But how different it is to celebrate life at its beginning. To hold a wailing infant in my arms, celebrate a first cry which brings joy, to marry the dream of two into one dream, one life, one heart. Such a thing I did today, The woman was lov