Due to the severity of MDR-TB, I had to leave my marital home where I lived with my five children to stay with my mother. The most painful decision I had to make was to leave my children, which was not out of my will but because of the dire situation, as I had no one to help me and I did not have strength yet my elder daughter (Colisile) is also very sick.
My elderly mother is also taking care of my brother Mfan’fikile, who is on similar treatment for MDR-TB. His has been longer and therefore he encourages me when I am on the verge of giving up. He started treatment in November 2010 and when we visited the clinic he was told that he will stop injections soon this will probably be before me. We give each other moral support and go together to the clinic to get our injections and my mother’s presence has been rewarding because she ensures that we eat before taking the tablets. She cooks soft porridge which we drink a few minutes before 0700a.m, before taking our medication. After that, my brother and I walk for a distance of about 1kilometre to the road from where we catch a bus to the clinic and pay about USD2 for a round trip.