Dearest
Family,
Mum just
asked what my rose, bud, and thorn were for the week. So I told her that my
thorn was that I had to go to the hospital. I didn't even explain what
happened. Wasn't that mean of me? He, he, he.
On Friday
morning I woke up with a massive headache. We went out walking and I just
couldn't move. It was terrible so I went back to bed at 7:30 and ended up
sleeping on and off until 4:30. Even sleeping that much told me that something
was wrong and that I was sick or something.
I hoped
that sleeping would make it better, but after all that sleep and a full night's
rest, I still had a migraine. I don't usually suffer from headaches, so we
phoned Sister Brown, who is in charge of all medical care, and she gave us a
number to phone, which we did, and they sent us to the hospital. We went to the
A&E ward (accidents and emergencies) not because it was serious but because
it was a Saturday and I had to see an out-of-hours G.P.
Anyway,
it's nothing too crazy, but apparently I have extreme tension in my neck and in
my head, and it's messing with my nerve and giving me a pounding headache.
There's nothing that I can really do to change it besides stop doing whatever
is causing tension (which is probably missionary work to be fair and you can
bet your life that I won't stop doing that) and so I just drank some Irn Bru
and took some paracetamol and am taking it easy.
There is
a definite bud that comes out of this--because the tension is so bad and I
guess there are knots really bad all in my neck, Sister and President Brown are
going to call their friend here, and she is going to give me a massage that the
mission will pay for. Now, if that's not a big tender mercy, I don't know what
is. Happy day.
The other
big news from this week was that we got moves call and Sister Pugh is leaving
me. I am terribly gutted and I am training a new missionary. That should be good and I will get some good
humbling before I leave the mission: that is always a happy thing. I'm going to
be very repentant and learn humility and isn't that just the best thing ever?
:) always.
On Monday
this week we played football with the elders and even though we don't keep
score as missionaries, Elder Bayles and my team dominated and we won. :) Ha.
That was fun. It rained really hard and so that was likewise fun. Also that
evening we went to a family that is just wonderful and had dinner and FHE with
them. I am playing for their son's baptism and they are such a solid,
church-going family. I want to be like them someday. The McGlashans are great.
Tuesday
was our last District Meeting which was great, and we taught Kimberley about
praying.
Wednesday
we chapped a hostel looking for our potential and met a funny man from Zimbabwe
who hates living in Scotland. That was an adventure!
*Sometimes
I have these moments that I call "snapshots." It's a moment where I
think, "I would never in my life think that I would ever be doing
this." Like chapping the door of a hostel. Who knew I would ever do that?
But then I did. Snapshot!!
Thursday
was Weekly Planning. And the rest of the week was just boring and normal except
for the hospital visit.
Ann is
progressing wonderfully. She prayed this week and the Spirit was so strong in
our lesson primarily because she is so prepared for the gospel. She was really
wonderful and I am so grateful for the blessing it is to teach her.
It's been
a pretty crazy transfer with Sister Pugh, and we have experienced a lot of
heartache and emotional roller-coaster moments, but all in all it's been one of
the greatest transfers of my mission. I think the primary reason I was sent to
her was to learn how to deal consistently and more healthily with stress. She
just doesn't get stressed, and I learned so much about letting things go that
you can't control and caring to a certain extent but not getting sick about it.
Ah, it was just a breath of fresh air to serve with her this transfer! I wish
she was killing me off but I know she's going where she needs to go.
Pray for
me this week. Training is hard. :) 'nuff said.
"There's
no growth in the comfort zone, and there's no comfort in the growth zone."
How true that statement is!
I love
each of you dearly! Know that I have a testimony of the Savior and His restored
gospel. What a blessing it is to know that we can be a family for eternity.
:)
Over and
out.
Love,
Sister
Ricks
xxx
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