The Journey Of Samkelisiwe Nzama

Than came a moment I visited home on regular basis. I mean I had to see my family like all other student's will. I needed to come home and receive the love also.

I remember I came and it was a Friday afternoon at I left Res and came home a bit later than expected. I updated my parents on everything that and all the saga that has been happening in my life. The day I had to leave for Res i had a painfull headache and a running stomach, I felt like vomiting.

It's just happened in the middle of know where in the morning. I went to the toilet and I threw up blood at 1st followed by the food I ate the previous night. Constipation was also on the run up!

I felt weak. Remember I told you that when ever I would come home every time I would get sick. That day the devil got me red handed.I went to the locals shops to go get some pills to help me block the pain. But as for me Samkelisiwe Nzama I vomitted each pill I consumed. I called my dad and I told him. He told me to sleep and be as calm as possible he could be back home within hours.

I felt worse weak and I had to wait for my dad to come back home so that I can go back to res because there where tests waiting for me to write. As weak as I am, I woke up in bed, took a shower and I and I left for Res. In the taxi I felt like vomiting even more, but I could hold myself enough.

I got to town, called one of my room mates to come meet me half way as I didn't think I would make it alone to res. She came!When I got there I took off the gersey that I was wearing cause I could feel fever kicking in. And I slept the entire afternoon.

The morning I called one of the Res mates to accompany me to the local doctor so that I could know what this really was. You Won't believe what they said I heard! The nurse was like "nanah woza lah, Cama lah"! Meaning "come here little girl, urinate here". Why did she want me too pee? What was wrong with me?....