13 years as a community healthcare worker
“The love I have for helping people that are sick motivated me to become a community healthcare worker. Every day, I went into people’s homes, and bathed them and gave them their medication. I loved all my patients and I got along with most of them, although some were harder—some were even violent. The department terminated our contracts, and the patients have been suffering ever since. I live with seven children— I don’t have parents and my husband died long ago. We survive on child support grants now. It’s never enough.”
10 year as an HIV counsellor
“I became an HIV counsellor because I wanted to encourage people with HIV and to help them understand that HIV isn’t a death sentence. There was one man who came to me devastated because he’d found out he had HIV. There was a razor on the table (and) he wanted to use it to kill himself. He was convinced he was dying anyway. “I managed to calm him down and gave him counselling. He later came with his wife to talk to me about protection and treatment. I was an HIV counsellor for ten years and never got promoted. Then the (clinic) sister told us that our services were no longer needed. We have two kids and survive on one salary now…. the debts and feeding the kids are taking their toll”.
13 years as an HIV counsellor
“My cousin had HIV but couldn’t accept it. I was inspired to change people’s stereotypes about HIV so I became an (HIV testing) counsellor. I also facilitated treatment readiness classes (patients needed to take before starting treatment). We often had to do things like clean the clinic, and work with people with tuberculosis even though that wasn’t technically part of our job. I learned we’d been dismissed from people on the street. Later, I checked my email and found out it was true. I’m a single mother and now we survive on a child support grant of R300.”
13 years as a counsellor at Phomolong Clinic about 180 kms north of Bloemfontein
“I saw people were suffering and in need so I decided to fill in the gap. As a counsellor, I would facilitate health talks, do HIV testing and counselling, assist nurses at the clinic with antiretroviral (patient) files and trace defaulters. We were constantly promised permanent positions at work. Then the sister in charge showed us the letter terminating our employment. Life has been difficult after losing my job. I was the only breadwinner and one of my daughters is in university… We are basically living of my mother’s old age social grant. Patients still come to my home to ask for help”.