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This week has been CRAZY. Let me tell you about
it...
Let´s start with Wednesday. WE had just had district meeting and
my house was making lunch for the Elders. Hna. Hurlburt was putting garlic
bread in the oven and she realized that the oven was off, so she lit a match to
restart it and was reaching into the oven to restart it and BOOM! A huge ball
of fire pushes back everyone who was working in the kitchen, but especially
Hna. Hurlburt, who ended up on her butt.
First thing I do is look at Hna. Hurlburt to see if she still
has a face. I see that se does and then feel my face to make sure I still have
my eyebrows and eyelashes and I do. Then I hear Hna. Hurlburt say, ¨my hands!¨.
She kept fairly calm, but then realized her hands had been burned. We put them
under water and waited for the Elders to come over.
Once they came over they looked at her hands and helped us to
know what to do to relieve the pain and luckily the Assistants to the President
are in our district so they put her and her companion in the car and they go to
the emergency room. After that she went to the mission Dr. and he gave her
ointment and gauze and helped her know how to continue treating her hands.
She came home with wrapped hands and eyelashes with the tips
singed off, but she was OK
That fire was HUGE. It should have burned her face, but it only got her
eyelashes, hands and some of her arms. Someone was definitely watching over
her. Miracle number 1 this weekend.
Now it’s Thursday. My companion is really sick and tired and
throwing up and we don´t know why. Hna. Hurlburt can´t work because she can´t
let her burns be out in the sun. Hna. Buhrley is also feeling a bit sick and
freezing even though it´s like 90 degrees outside
and is wearing a hoodie and sweats in the middle of the day. So us 4 are home.
However Hna. Dominguez and I have 2 baptisms this Saturday and need ot get
things done and paper work filled out because their interviews are the
tomorrow.
So later in the day Hna. Buhrley feels up to going out and goes
out with me to get stuff done. First, we stop at Ashley´s house. She´s not home
because it´s her birthday, she just turned 17. We can´t give her our gifts and
we can´t get the paperwork filled out. But we keep on going and go to Juan
Carlo´s house. We share a brief message with him and his mom and then ask her if
she can fill out the paper work
tonight and we could pick it up the next day, because by this point it´s late
and we need to get home. She gladly agrees.
Now it’s Friday. Hna. Hurlburt still has her burns. Hna. Buhrley
feel sick again and companion´s even worse. At this point she has not eaten in
24 hours but has only been drinking and is still throwing up these liquids. I´m
REALLY concerned about her. I´m also concerned about the
baptisms because we haven´t talked to our Ward Mission Leader to make sure everything´s
set up and ready and see what still needs to be done and what we need to do. We
also don´t have the paperwork and without that there´s no baptisms.
My comp is so sick but luckily that day we had splits with the
missionaries from the MTC who are still in training so they can get a taste of
what´s it going to be like for a day, so now at least I´m going to have a
companion to work with and get things done.
Time comes along to go get our girls and my comp is super sick
and asleep. I tell the other hermanas to call me if anything happens to her. My
MTC girl is Hna. Guiyombal ( I´m 100 percent sure I spelled that wrong) and
she's 22 and from the Philippines and
super cute and we´re off running around like crazy people trying to
get these baptisms put together. I cool go into detail about how crazy our day
was, but it´s just too much so I´m going to skip that part. But our day was
crazy and we ran around like crazy, but miraculously everything got done that
day that needed to get done and Hna. Guiyombal was super awesome and friendly
and wasn't shy to speak the Spanish she does know.
So finally the day is over and I find out that the Assistants
and the President´s wife think that Hna. Dominguez has Dengue Fever. I´m livid
that nobody called me to tell me even though I had asked them to if anything
happened, but they said that I sounded too overly stressed on the phone and
decided it´d be best to just tell me when I got home. My poor comp was
miserable.
Now it’s Friday. It all started at 230 a.m. when I woke up. I
woke up just feeling crazy thinking about everything I needed to do. All I
wanted to do was to wake someone up and tell them that, but that was a stupid
idea so after an hour I decided to shower instead. We have to flip a switch to
turn on our water heater and then wait a while for it to heat, but I didn't
have the patience and decided a cold shower would do and didn't even flip the
switch for the hot water heater. I turned on the water and it was HOT. Hot as
if the hot water heater had been on for a long time, but it wasn't on at all.
So I ended up taking a steaming hot shower unexpectedly. Miracle number 2.
Then I get out of the shower still wishing someone else was up
cause I knew I still wouldn't be able to fall asleep and I hear someone else.
It´s Hna. Buhrley. It´s now 3:30 a.m. and she had also been up since 2:30 a.m.
because she had been freezing and had been laying there for an hour wanting to
wake me, specifically, up to tell me she was cold, but realized that was a dumb
idea. We didn't know that the other one was awake and couldn't sleep and just
wanted to talk, but here we were accidentally running into each other in the hall
at 3:30 a.m. in the morning. Miracle number 3.
We were so glad to be with each other and both felt like we
wouldn't be able to sleep, so we both went out to the front room and just
chilled with each other, until we both were able to fall asleep at 6 am,
until we woke up to our alarms at 630 am.
Now our Saturday morning is really beginning. My comp we let sleep
in, but she´s up by 7 throwing up water and is in a ton of pain. I get back on
the phone with the assistants again and they try to figure stuff out. By 830
we´re told to pack enough stuff and clothes to last us 2 days, we´re going to
the hospital. That means we´re not going to these baptisms, very sadly, and we
quickly put the other Hnas in charge of it.
They come and pick us up by 9 and we´re at the hospital by 930
or 10. We get there and oh boy we are not in the United States. Only the
bottom floor is built. All the other upper stories are under major construction
and don´t have any walls. The first thing I see is a nurse with bright blue
nails. Nurses in the US aren't even allowed to wear nail polish. Our second
nurse had her long hair down and had an all-white suit on instead of scrubs.
It´s just weird stuff like that and that nothing looks like it´s new. They had type writers!
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| Hna. Dominguez with an IV |
The baptisms went well. I´ll post pics but next week because I’m
about out of time. Afterword’s, Xiomara (Juan Carlos´ mom) and Pablo (His
cousin who lives with them) tell us that they´re next, that they want to get
baptized. We´re already teaching them and they´re already progressing, but
we´re happy to hear that!
Things all seemed to be well and calm at last, but Hna. Burhley
still isn't doing well so even though we had been taking her temperature
before, she asks to take it again and has a fever of 103 now. I don´t know how
to fix it, so we call the assistants again and they help us talk us through it.
It takes a few phone calls and about 1.5 hours, but finally her temperature
goes down. It´s now 11 pm, everyone in the house is relatively healthy and
I can finally go to sleep. Miracle number 6.
Longest blog email ever! It´s super long and crazy, just like
this weekend, but I hope you enjoy it!
¨Hope on. Journey on.¨ - Jeffery R. Holland
Until next week,
Hermana Safeer
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