(3 hours later I arrived at uMlazi)
Kwalunga : Gogo how are you?
Gogo: Amahlala akhona mzukulu how is your father?
(My grandmother is very bubbly but today she is different she is not her usual self)
Kwalunga : He is fine gogo uthe ngikhonze.
Gogo: It saddens me that I couldn't come for my daughter's funeral.
Kwalunga : There was no funeral gogo.
(She is shocked)
Gogo: Kwalunga what do you mean there was no funeral for my daughter?
(I can see that my grandmother is not well and I don't want to stress her)
Kwalunga : I mean it was only us as family at her funeral It was nothing big.
Gogo: Oh ok
Kwalunga : Gogo are you ok?
(Her face looked swollen)
Kwalunga : Gogo why uvuvukele ebusweni?
Gogo : I'm sick mzukulu wami. It's been weeks now.
(My mouth gapes open)
Kwalunga : Who is looking after you?
Gogo : Myself (She softly laughed)
Kwalunga : Gogo when was the last time Aunt Lulekiwe visited you?
(She slowly shakes her head and smiles)
Gogo : Forget about it mzukulu
Kwalunga : Did you eat kodwa gogo?
(She is not telling the truth. She can hardly move her fingers then how did she manage to make herself something to eat)
Gogo: Ngicela nje ukugeza
Kwalunga : Yes sure gogo. I'll help you to get to the bathroom
(I pulled a duvet and the smell suffocated the whole room. I don't want her to feel bad so I just smiled at her and helped her up. I noticed her body was covered in abnormal lumps. She flinched
(She can hardly move. Going to the bathroom is a mission impossible)
Kwalunga : This is not going to work.I'll see what else we can do.
(I walked to the bathroom and I saw a plastic basin I filled it with lukewarm water and headed back to her room)
(Now my question is how is she going to bath herself?)
(I don't know but I quickly remembered my father's words. "Challenges await you Kwalunga")
Kwalunga : Lord give me strength (I muttered)
(I started bathing my grandmother she used my shoulder to balance herself. I slowly dressed her up and put her on a chair and changed her messed up bedding)
Gogo : Ngiyabonga mzukulu wami (She said tears rolling down her face)
Kwalunga : It's ok Gogo (I said as I sweeped my gaze from her face)
(I finished doing her bed and helped her back to bed)
Kwalunga : I'll go and wash these (I said walking out with her clothes and her sheets)
(Deep down I want to cry but I just can't. The "Men don't cry" idea from my dad really found a place in me)
(I finished washing her clothes and I cleaned up the house)
Kwalunga : Gogo what would you like to eat?
Gogo : I can't stomach anything Lunga
Kwalunga : I will buy you Amahewu then.
Gogo : Ok give me my bag. it inside my wardrobe. Yes that one the green one.
(She gave me money. I took her phone with me and I walked out)