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Motivation Monday: Breast cancer survivor and aspiring author, Pinky Nzama shares her inspirational journey

From the shock of an unexpected diagnosis to the grueling reality of chemotherapy, she opens up about her experiences with raw honesty and courage

When I was referred to a hospital after going to the nearest clinic to check out lump I had developed in my right breast, I underwent numerous tests but remained unaware of the severity of my condition. The new hospital had large signs in both English and isiZulu, and seeing the word “cancer” left me in disbelief. I thought I was at the wrong place because I didn’t feel sick; I never imagined I could have breast or cervical cancer, conditions I had always considered common.

The news of my cancer diagnosis left me stunned. I was young, in my late 20s, and accepting this reality was incredibly difficult. Chemotherapy was excruciating and brought significant changes to my body. My hair fell out, and though wearing wigs was foreign to me, I had to adapt. I experienced severe nausea, vomiting and other physical symptoms that made recovery challenging. My red blood cells sometimes dropped so low that I needed blood transfusions. Limited access to healthy food, coupled with a background that didn’t afford me many resources, made my recovery even harder. My skin became dry, my nails darkened and my hands turned black. Emotionally, I was overwhelmed with unanswered questions. My life, which had just begun to flourish after my studies, was put on hold as doctors advised me to focus solely on my recovery.

The process took a year, and the rumours circulating about me added to my distress. Despite these challenges, my family’s support was invaluable. My mother and siblings provided unwavering love and encouragement. I am deeply grateful to them and to the oncology team, whose dedication ensured I completed my treatment. Cancer recovery is not a solitary journey; it requires a robust support system, and I was fortunate to have one. Throughout my illness, the support from my family and fellow patients was crucial. We shared our stories and found solace in our shared experiences, even though our diagnoses differed.

Finishing chemotherapy was a joyous moment, but my cancer journey didn’t end there. The emotional and physical toll of frequent hospital visits was immense, but overcoming cancer marked a significant transformation in my life. With renewed strength, I focused on improving my situation at home. I believe that God allowed me to overcome this battle to become a testament to others. Surrounded by supportive and empowering people, I found hope and motivation. My mother’s daily care, from cooking soft porridge to ensuring I bathed, was a testament to her dedication and love. We live in a world with many types of cancer. It’s crucial to trust your doctors, be patient and stay positive. Avoid negative stories that can diminish your hope. I value every moment of my life now, embracing a healthy lifestyle and finding therapy in the gym. Despite the challenges, I have made peace with cancer and continue to live life fully, travelling and pursuing my passions.

In 2022, I established the Pinki Nzama foundation to support and motivate patients through their recovery. We offer counselling and guidance, and we have two programs: a toy drive for children in hospitals and a support group for women. I also began writing about my cancer journey, hoping that one day my book will help others navigate their own battles with cancer. This journey wasn’t easy. It still isn’t. And I’m not sure it ever will be. My diary documents my experiences and the loss of many family members due to cancer. Writing is emotional, but I believe it will one day help young girls and women in rural areas understand that survival is possible and that others have fought and succeeded. Sharing my story, despite its difficulties, is my way of giving hope to those who need it most.

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