Well as for my week it has been super crazy. I was going to
sugar coat it for you, but then after telling you that I don't like when you
sugar coat things I thought maybe it was best if I didn't haha I don't want to
be a hypocrite or anything. To start off with, I'm alive and well. Which is
apparent or else I wouldn't be writing this haha. Well Monday around 1 in the
morning I woke up because my foot was hurting, I found a bump on my ankle and
just thought it was a mosquito bite, because that's common (I'm in Brazil
haha). During the day it started to swell up which again is normal for a
mosquito bite here. They usually swell up to a little bigger than a quarter. I
woke up on Tuesday to my ankle being swollen and a deep red forming around the
bite. At that point I didn't know what it was, but the other sisters in my
apartment assured me that they had the same thing happen to them and that it
would go away. So I ignored it. I woke up on Wednesday and my whole foot/ankle
was completely swollen, and was turning a blackish purple around the bite mark, and hurt really bad to walk on. We called my mission
president and he said that I needed to go to the hospital. So because I'm
stubborn we waited until like an hour after lunch. We eventually made it to the
hospital though. I sat in the waiting room until 6pm and then finally got to
see a doctor. At this point I have a fever. The doctor takes one look at it and says that it's a spider bite,
apparently a spider called "aranha marrom" which translates to brown
spider so I'm thinking it's a brown recluse. They send me into this other room for me to get an IV. They
give me this little yellow pill to take and then a nurse comes over and starts
preparing to give me an IV. I'm going to start off by saying that this
particular nurse seriously had no clue what she was doing. Well she finds a
vein in the crease of my elbow and tries to put the IV in only to mess up, she
then tries my wrist and messes that one up, she then stabs my hand and ends up
blowing that vein. As she is grabbing my other hand to try that one I start
feeling really sick. At this point I have this random pill in my body and I
hadn't eaten in over 7 hours and on top of that I have a fever. I start trying to
pull my hand away telling her I don't feel good. I seriously thought I was
going to throw up. She's still trying to stick my hand when I get a ringing in
my ears, and I realize that I am about to pass out. I'm trying to tell her that
I don't feel good, but she obviously doesn't understand. Well then I start
losing the ability in general to speak and see. All I remember as I'm passing
out is that my companion starts freaking out saying my hands are really cold,
she's like yelling at me "what happen" in her broken English, and I
start crying because I feel horrible. That's all I remember because I passed
out after that. According to my companion I started "convulsing" but
from how she describes it I think my body was trying to throw up, and then I
stopped breathing. She doesn't remember/know much after that because she was
too busy freaking out and calling the other sisters that the doctors sent her
out of the room. When I finallly regained my consciousness I had a IV in my
hand, I was sweating bullets, my hands were completely white and tingling, and
I was still crying haha. I survived though. Lets just say that was a
traumatizing experience and I never want to go to another hospital here again.
Well I stayed home for the next couple of days because A. I couldn't walk & B. the medicine they were having me take made my stomach feel
like death. && thennnn right as I was starting to get better around
Friday my companion & I got food poisoning from lunch that a member brought
to us haha so we were home all weekend as well. We missed church yesterday
because my companion still wasn't feeling good. Needless to say we did
absolutely nothing this week, and couldn't visit anyone. We are alive and well
today though, so I am hoping that we can pick the work back up this week.
Because of everything though, we didn't get to visit Rita and Ruan, so they
weren't baptized which is unfortunate. We are going to try to check in with
them this week though, and see where they are at. Other than that nothing too
special happened. I did however read the entire Jesus the Christ during my bed
rest. That book is soo amazing, and has truly strengthened my testimony in the
work we are doing here. My favorite part though is of course the ministry of
Jesus, but how through out the book it talks about how one of Peter's
weaknesses is that he would get a little ahead of himself. Jesus would always
respond with patience though, even when Peter cut off that mans ear in the
Garden of Gethsemane, or when he said he would follow Jesus to death but then
denied him three times. Same when he saw Jesus walk on water
and he decided he wanted to walk out to him and then again
when the resurrected Jesus was on shore and he jumped out of the boat to
see him. All these times it was pointed out that one of Peter's weaknesses was
his thoughtlessness. Each time though Jesus is soo patient with him. Peter
eventually becomes the head apostle after Christ ascends into Heaven and his
weakness then becomes his strength. Instead of thinking before hand what to say
he preached the gospel to anyone and everyone never thinking about whether or
not they would be offended, he just shared his beliefs and testified of Jesus
Christ. Christ was so patient with him because he knew his potential. I loved
reading about that because we all have weaknesses, but Christ is patient with
us. He knows that our weaknesses can be made strengths. He also knows that we
aren't going to be perfect right away that it takes a little time to realize
the changes we need to make, but he is willing to help us through. It just
really reminded me that even though I may have weaknesses the Lord is very
aware & is willing to help me turn them into strengths. Let's just say even
though I'm not glad I got bit by a spider I am glad I got to read that book,
it really strengthened my testimony and the Spirit testified to me that Jesus is the Christ and that this work that I am a part of is so important.
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