I should clear something up from the start. I didn't get typhoid this week, but I did get sick.
It honestly has been one of the most packed weeks I have had here in the Mission. Tuesday, we got dumped by one family of investigators that the past missionaries in this area said had the most potential. It really isn't that bad when we consider that we just need to look for others...only a little disappointing.
Wednesday, we had Divisiones and I went to Tlachichuca which borders a different mission. I bought a bag of chocolate that was about a half kilo that I haven't been able to eat much because of something that I will explain in a minute. We also had Branch Counsel that I didn't go to because I was in the other area.
Thursday, after leaving from La Comida, I felt a strong headache as we were going to an appointment and I just prayed that I could make it through the appointment and that afterwards I didn't care what would happen. How I would regret those words...
Leaving from the lesson that we had, my headache came back and with it came a bit of a bad feeling in my stomach. I told my companion about my stomach and that I could manage it for the time being. It slowly got worse as we were walking to another appointment until I told my companion we should go home.
We decided to rest for a bit at a Member´s house before continuing to our own house, and I just felt really sick. After being there for a bit, I felt like I was about to throw up. So I went to the bathroom, and to not be too graphic, some stuff happened. My companion said in this moment that he wasn't sure if it was real or not before.
We went back to the apartment and being sick and all, my companion gave me some Pepto Bismol because that is the Mission policy now. It didn't sit too well with my stomach. Afterwards, my companion talked with the mission doctor, whose ward I used to be in, and prescribed some medicine for me. I am not sure if I made her mad in the past or something, but she prescribed some pills and injections for an area of my body that hasn't had injections applied before. The injection felt like boiling hot water and I immediately went to the bathroom to do some "certain things."
After this I was laying in my bed feeling about as horrible as I ever have in my entire Mission. I remember wondering if Heavenly Father really noticed what I was feeling in this moment. Precisely in this moment, I felt the sweetest feeling of peace I have ever felt in my entire life. It was as if Heavenly Father was right there with me hugging me and telling me it was all going to be okay. Before this moment, I haven't really felt anything like that before. I know that God always cares about what we are going through.
Friday, I was in the house almost the whole day because I felt so bad... not much happened there.
Saturday, We had to go visit Acatzingo and Quecholac again because it is one of our duties here in this area. It went pretty well despite the fact that I still wasn't 100%. I actually really enjoy Quecholac. For a smallish village, there are a lot of nice stores.
Sunday (I almost put Domingo), was quite normal in every way possible, except for the fact that it was Fast Sunday.
Today we had a district activity and I also bought a typewriter here pretty cheap ($150...that's in pesos). Get ready for hand typed letters in the future.
Have a superb week and know that Heavenly Father always loves you!
élder Seymour.
It honestly has been one of the most packed weeks I have had here in the Mission. Tuesday, we got dumped by one family of investigators that the past missionaries in this area said had the most potential. It really isn't that bad when we consider that we just need to look for others...only a little disappointing.
Wednesday, we had Divisiones and I went to Tlachichuca which borders a different mission. I bought a bag of chocolate that was about a half kilo that I haven't been able to eat much because of something that I will explain in a minute. We also had Branch Counsel that I didn't go to because I was in the other area.
Thursday, after leaving from La Comida, I felt a strong headache as we were going to an appointment and I just prayed that I could make it through the appointment and that afterwards I didn't care what would happen. How I would regret those words...
Leaving from the lesson that we had, my headache came back and with it came a bit of a bad feeling in my stomach. I told my companion about my stomach and that I could manage it for the time being. It slowly got worse as we were walking to another appointment until I told my companion we should go home.
We decided to rest for a bit at a Member´s house before continuing to our own house, and I just felt really sick. After being there for a bit, I felt like I was about to throw up. So I went to the bathroom, and to not be too graphic, some stuff happened. My companion said in this moment that he wasn't sure if it was real or not before.
We went back to the apartment and being sick and all, my companion gave me some Pepto Bismol because that is the Mission policy now. It didn't sit too well with my stomach. Afterwards, my companion talked with the mission doctor, whose ward I used to be in, and prescribed some medicine for me. I am not sure if I made her mad in the past or something, but she prescribed some pills and injections for an area of my body that hasn't had injections applied before. The injection felt like boiling hot water and I immediately went to the bathroom to do some "certain things."
After this I was laying in my bed feeling about as horrible as I ever have in my entire Mission. I remember wondering if Heavenly Father really noticed what I was feeling in this moment. Precisely in this moment, I felt the sweetest feeling of peace I have ever felt in my entire life. It was as if Heavenly Father was right there with me hugging me and telling me it was all going to be okay. Before this moment, I haven't really felt anything like that before. I know that God always cares about what we are going through.
Friday, I was in the house almost the whole day because I felt so bad... not much happened there.
Saturday, We had to go visit Acatzingo and Quecholac again because it is one of our duties here in this area. It went pretty well despite the fact that I still wasn't 100%. I actually really enjoy Quecholac. For a smallish village, there are a lot of nice stores.
Sunday (I almost put Domingo), was quite normal in every way possible, except for the fact that it was Fast Sunday.
Today we had a district activity and I also bought a typewriter here pretty cheap ($150...that's in pesos). Get ready for hand typed letters in the future.
Have a superb week and know that Heavenly Father always loves you!
élder Seymour.
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