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Journalist Robert Mukondiwa Speaks Out On The State Of Cancer Treatment In Zimbabwe | Full Statement

Journalist Robert Mukondiwa Speaks Out On The State Of Cancer Treatment In Zimbabwe | Full Statement

Recently, award-winning journalist, Hopewell Chin’ono, claimed that the country’s public hospitals don’t have a single working radiotherapy cancer machine.

Chin’ono’s assertion did not go down well with pro-government activists on Twitter who tried to paint a rosy picture about the state of cancer treatment in Zimbabwe.

They accused Chin’ono of being unpatriotic and making unfounded allegations meant to tarnish the image of the country.

Another journalist, Robert Mukondiwaa, who works for Zimpapers Television Network (ZTN), has criticised people who are making light of the crisis facing the country as far as cancer treatment is concerned.

Mukondiwa said he not only lost his mother to the disease but also saw several people gradually waste away due to cancer. Pindula News publishes Mukondiwa’s narration of his experiences below:

Exactly two years ago, I lost this awesome soul to breast cancer which had spread to the lungs. April 11 of 2020.

It was a particularly painful loss not because she is my best friend and mother but for so many other reasons.

At the very top is the fact that we had a diagnosis that shocked doctors. Mum was living in the rurals but had self-diagnosed and the doctor said it was one of the earliest detections he had ever seen. And for a rural woman to frequently self-test impressed him.

So they say early detection saves lives? Not in Zimbabwe. We took her for a mastectomy and had the breast removed in little time.

There was hardly any equipment but I suppose my joy came from the doctors and Parirenyatwa Hospital staff who under tough conditions were ever pleasant, loving and helpful.

Then she had to go for chemotherapy. That was painful as I could hardly afford it. But my workmates would always help.

Michelle Hakata was my boss and Robin Chaibva was my best friend who would always help. I could say three-quarters of the chemo was footed by Michelle.

Then we needed radiotherapy. The cancer radiotherapy machines now came into play or didn’t.

For the entire four years, she never got ONE single session. Not ONE. Mum would get the bus from Muzarabani and all the time she would have to cancel because every time the machine was down.

She was then told to try going to Mpilo Hospital in Bulawayo. Yes; 206 kilometres from Muzarabani to Harare and an additional 450km give or take to Bulawayo.

But we could squeeze that in because Bulawayo is home and we have family there. What about other Zimbabweans who couldn’t afford that?

Well anyway, when we planned that, the machine at Mpilo also broke down. So, we had to go for option three which was to get her to South Africa for sessions and then bring her back home after that.

She needed a passport. I don’t need to explain what that means to any Zimbabwean. And so, a few years later cancer returned and it was belligerently mad.

And so began our three-month journey to losing her. In and out of Parirenytatwa. Squealing as she got punctured with little anaesthetic in order to drain her flooded lungs.

Having her look at her arms as they became thin and emaciated and say “Robby mwanangu, pachine hupenyu ipapa?” But I’d always tried to cheer her up.

Then one day I had her back at home and brought her a wheelchair as she could not walk easily. It was a Thursday.

I looked at her during lunch break. I had moved out of home as I was working and didn’t want to risk giving her other diseases since COVID-19 had just set in.

I told myself I didn’t want to see her like that again. I skipped visiting her on the Friday.

She wasn’t in pain but she was losing the battle. Then on the Saturday, I got the call. I broke down. I’ve never recovered.

I’ve hardly ever written exactly what happened those weeks. And those four years. I’ve actually decided to write this without any emotion because had I put in the emotion, I’d have made a lot of enemies and called out a lot of idiots.

When you talk about cancer machines and treatment you are talking about statistics. I’m not. I’m talking about the woman in the ward opposite mum’s who died and we had to lie to mum that she had been transferred so I wouldn’t upset her. That woman was 34.

Or my workmate, the lovely Sihle Mkondo, who was my mum’s support system. Sihle died a year and a half after my mother.

Or little Ernest. Aged 13. He was in the ward with my mum who he called gogo. He called me Robbie. I thought with my greying beard he would call me mukoma.

No such luck. It was Robbie. He went on to die aged 14, a year after mum and a few months before Sihle.

When I went to see him last, he was lying in the same bed my mother had died in and the next day my niece Maud called me and said: “We have lost the battle.”

At 14 we had lost Ernest. I went to the hospital and saw him lying in the sideward where my mother used to stay.

I talked to him. To his corpse. Held his forehead. Told him he was loved and that he had rested. You know what?

The previous day when I last saw him, I had told Maud: “Ernest is dying either tonight or tomorrow morning. I don’t want to see him in pain so only call me when he has rested.”

When you start accepting death like that, know that things are no longer normal. So go ahead. Argue back and forth about the state of cancer equipment and treatment in Zimbabwe. Defend as much as you will.

Just know that where I am, I am not only praying for cancer radiotherapy machines in Zimbabwe. I am praying that even the mother of the fool who is playing with such issues never gets to get cancer and experience the pain I went through.

When I see people touting themselves as cancer ambassadors what-what, I just look and say forgive these fools.

With cancer, this is personal. What I can promise you though is look out for a book on the five-year battle I had with cancer alongside mum, Sihle and Ernest. Perhaps a ‘GoFundMe’ to tell the real story of such fights?

To some of you, this is defending your territory and scoring political points. To me, it is reliving my fight with my best friend. Senzeni.

It has been two years. You are loved. By the way – nanhasi mushini wakafa mhamha. Up to this day, the cancer radiotherapy machine is dead! (Teary so I will end here…for now!)

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29 Comments

Malcolm 1 month ago

I am painfully touched his story is similar to mine I also lost my mom in 2020 june. The pain of watching someone dying slowly and failing alleviate the pain it horrendous.We need leaders not denialists.


Chamisa 1 month ago

Ndichingopinda ndikutenga 20 radiotherapy machines ka1


Jinn 1 month ago

This is so painful,there is crisis in our country.My fellow Citizens I urge you to go and register to vote fo forange.Lets paint this beautiful country yellow,the future is in our hands☝️


THE FIEND 1 month ago

I once said if you want to see the Real Zimbabwe pay a visit to General Hospitals.


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mutsa 1 month ago

sad


Tucker Carlson 1 month ago

UCL results please


🤨🤨 1 month ago

Pa bvunzwa ma results apa apana kunzi yellow yakasvasvangwa apa uri mwana wasabhuku her iwe nemadiro ako zanu aya

Vybz Kartel 1 month ago

@Tucker Carlson, CF Real Madrid 2-3 Chelsea (AET), 5-4 on aggregate in favour of Real Madrid.

Bayern Munich 1 - 1 Villareal, 1-2 on aggregate and Villa progress to the semi-finals so as Real Madrid.

@Chelsea clud in all yellow uniform yesterday. Saka yellow yaka svasvangwa, yaka bholonchwa, kaya ponculetwa....

1 month ago


Chawabvunza 1 month ago

I also lost a brother from cancer at Parirenyatwa Group of Hospitals in 2015.. The story is the same of a "dead machine". My brother passed on in my presence while waiting for the Doctor who was in theatre. It was painful. I have always said that our healthcare has collapsed. There are no enough Doctors and Nurses, no drugs as well. God forgive them. VOTE CCC FOR REAL CHANGE.


Jojo Zvenyika Chenjera 1 month ago

My own blood sister battled with breast cancer since 2019 and passed away this Saturday 9 April. We buried her ystdy in Gokwe. Any fool masquerading as a political lilliputian should not lie to me about machines at or anywhere in this damn Zanu Pf country. The system is not only down it's dead. Period. And the answer to all these shenanigans is Ngaapinde Hake Mukomana.


sad 1 month ago

instead of fixing the machine they are. busy fighting people who are trying to make everyone aware of the issues bedeviling the country


Nhamo 1 month ago

Ukaona zvese zvichiri kunzi go Harare ummm nyika ichakaminama. It's better kunzi doc arikuuya ne ndege kuruzevha kuzoita murwere operation bcz doctor wekumusha ari sick


Nhamo 1 month ago

Ukarwarirwa usina mari ndipo paunoona kuti ngaapinde hake mukomana


Nhamo 1 month ago

If u go kuchiredzi hospital unoudzwa kuti film re xray harioni u are forced to go private. So zvakadhakwa especially ku government hospitals. Ku private unorohwa mari futi so kana uri murombo u die


Craigmore 1 month ago

This will mean something when it happens to you. Let's have this fixed abeg


🇿🇼🇿🇼🇿🇼 1 month ago

touching story 😭😭😭
So who is patriotic Chon'ono or VarakashiforEd?
Rest in Peace Mhamha, nanhasi michina ichakafa. Hopewell azvitaura but varakashi vakuda kumugadzirira Patriotic Bill kumunyaradza.


Xxx 1 month ago

Uri**** iwe

Murozvi 1 month ago

Get your facts right. Snowden is not a journalist but intelligent officer

ngorima mushava 1 month ago

even the US has that patriotic bill , they call it the Logan Act,that is why they're after a journalist called Snowden.....

Tinmike 1 month ago

a whole country not having a radiotherapy machine and instead of fixing problem they divert attention by saying Hopewell was bought by Western countries to influence regime change. I can never understand how anyone supports ZANU pf


becky 1 month ago

u are paying tax inreturn you need those raditherap
thats the norm

mondo 1 month ago

ibasa rehurumende iroro,wakeup man

ngorima mushava 1 month ago

hope Hopewell comes back with those machines when he comes back home

Mutadza 1 month ago

u are a blessed soul


Mangethe 1 month ago

But this Mukondiwa guy is brave , working at ZBC then tweet something like this


Mangethe 1 month ago

A very sad story indeed


cms 1 month ago

so touching 😭😭😭


Chief 1 month ago

Uchati kudii, i know, i know;i have been there too.


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