Monthly Archives: May 2012

Fresh Start!!!


Hello everyone!!!

June is a big month and I plan on making it even bigger!! I will posting about my FREE 30 day Fresh Start challenge in the month of June. The course will take you through day to day lessons on things to do move forward, start fresh and have a better life.

I will taking the challenge myself and if you have any questions about the course itself, please ask. Again, this course is FREE and it only requires that you follow me for the day-to-day lessons.

~Lohnnie Cakes



Lupus Awareness Month


It is the 30th day of May and Lupus Awareness month is almost over!! The month went by so fast! I must apologize for not sharing my entire story but I will make another post. There is no doubt in my mind that I have lived a blessed life and I will continue to view it that way.

I have known a few people in my life who lived with Lupus and looking at my life and theirs, there is no question about it. Sickness and death follows this ailment closely. From the very beginning it was apparent to me that life for me would be different.

It is definitely worth telling people and making others aware of this illness. My hope is that through my story they will see the light at the end of the tunnel. It is also worth me telling my story so that others do not go through the waiting that I went through in order to find out what I had. The embarrassment, crying and fear that I went through can be prevented. Awareness is the key!

If you have a family member, friend or even if it’s you that suffers from this ailment, know that you are not alone and there are people out there that you can talk to about anything. Love and take care of your body! Take comfort in knowing that life does not end until YOU write the ending.

~Lohnnie Cakes

P.S. If you need someone to talk to, email me at Thanks for reading and following me.

My Story Part II

I was told that the Medical University of South Carolina was (and is) one of the best hospitals in South Carolina. They have some of the best doctors working and teaching. The hospital has all kinds of doctors scattered throughout the hospital and in the clinics throughout Charleston. It’s the hospital that you want to be associated with if you have an illness.

My first year after being diagnosed was horrible. I was poked so many times that now I am used to needle pricks. I went through a spinal tap, MRI, and X-rays, just to name a couple. My life as a 15-16 year old was far from normal at first. My first two years in high school were the hardest but eventually life became easier.

I had the occasional upset as far as getting sick but nothing that I would call major. I used to feel like people were staring at me, at my face, my aching body and the funny way I walked. I tried so hard to walk normally but I was just in so much pain. It felt like my body was betraying me.

I graduated from high school and enrolled in college. I started dating a guy that I later married and we had a child. Being pregnant was one of the most scariest times in my life. My doctors tried so hard to talk to me about the complications and problems that could arise but I didn’t want to hear it. I wanted my baby. I was only 19 years old.

I was not quite the perfect patient during my pregnancy. I missed many appointments and paid for it in the end. When I finally went back I had to get a stress test done and some other tests. During the stress test I became light headed and dizzy. The nurse told me to sit up and see if it was better… got worse! She told me to go in the restroom and give them a urine sample. They examined it and told me almost immediately that my babies life and my life was in danger. He had to be delivered soon. Real soon.

I was admitted on a Monday to the hospital and put into a room. Hooked up to IVs and monitors…..I was scared! My son was born on Thursday, October 26, 2000. Christopher Germaine Harrison, Jr. was the most beautiful baby and weighed 4 lbs. 13 oz. He was born five and a half weeks early and having problems breathing. I was confined to the bed for 24 hours and unable to see him that first night. I felt horrible…..what had I bought my child into? I had wonderful nurses and they definitely took care of me but I wanted my son. My nurse took pity on me and bought me a picture of him. I was so grateful, I still have that picture to this day and he’s 11 years old.

By Saturday, I wasn’t able to stay in the hospital anymore but my son was unable to come home yet. They still hadn’t fed him yet and he was cranky lol. I cried all the way home and when I got home, locked myself in the bathroom and cried all afternoon. Being home without my baby was never what I wanted and drained me.

~Lohnnie Cakes

My Story

My story is a story of a preteen/teenager aching, suffering, learning, coping and surviving. My story starts when I was around 12-13 years old. I remember it above any other memory because it was the first time that I had ever been really sick and my parents couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me.

My father has been a Licensed Pharmacist for over 30 years and had read or seen just about everything. A very knowledgeable man that doesn’t mind learning and growth even at 66. My mysterious illness came from out of nowhere and lasted the entire summer. He didn’t know what to think.

That summer was spent either in bed or in the bathroom. I slept and vomited the entire summer. I never went to the doctor that summer because just how it suddenly appeared, it suddenly disappeared! The school year started and there were no problems. I went through the seventh and eighth grade with no problems or feeling sick. At least not like the symptoms I dealt with that summer.

I was at that stage where I was becoming a young woman and dealing with the issues that young women go through. It was especially hard for me. I had to stay home every month on the day that my cycle started. I was always in so much pain. I could never keep anything down that day and I was miserable.

The summer of 1995 came and I was super excited and super nervous. I would be going to the 9th grade. Wow!! I didn’t know what to do with myself! I was entering high school and I was worried that people wouldn’t like me and that I would have the same problems I had in middle school.

I had been blessed with this curly hair and it got on my nerves! It never held a style. It did what it wanted. It is thin and curly. Today, even though I call it a blessing, I also can call it a curse. The least bit of moisture would kill a style and have me out of $60. Needless to say the females in the town I lived didn’t like me and a lot of it had to do with my hair, my complexion and me looking “exotic”.

The summer of 1995 was a repeat of that summer before middle school. I was in pain all summer, vomiting and sleeping. This time I developed lesions that left scars when they healed. I had never had scars on my face and I was mortified! I cried. Once school started, my illness didn’t just disappear. My arms and legs started hurting to the point where it was hard to walk. Climbing the steps at school was a task in itself and required so much energy that I used to sleep during my Algebra class. Thank God that I had an understanding teacher! By this time my mom had gotten enough of not knowing what was going on with me. She made an appointment with a Dermatologist.

The Dermatologist took one look at me, asked a couple of questions and told me that she wasn’t 100% sure but she believed that I had Lupus. She explained the illness to my mother and I and told us that she would refer me to one of the best hospitals in South Carolina.

This was the beginning of my sixteen year journey to becoming who and what I am today.

~Lohnnie Cakes

Lupus Awareness Month

I used to wake up every morning hurting, aching, wishing and praying. Everyday was a struggle. Every step was a challenge. And I was only 15.

Now, at age 31 I have come to appreciate life and realize that although I am in pain, I am blessed enough to wake up. No one is promised tomorrow and through the pain I see the bigger picture.

I was diagnosed with Systemic Lupus Erythematosis at age 15. It was a hellava way to start high school. I will tell my story in my next post. The month of May is dedicated to Lupus Awareness and so is this post.

Watch this video!

~Lohnnie Cakes

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