Family.
This week was pretty bad. Elder Johnson was sick the first half of the week and I am still recovering. Which meant that we did pretty much nothing. I don't think this bothered Elder Johnson much at all. Which bothered me more than the fact that we didn't get to do anything at all. BUT YOU CAN'T choose your companions. So here we are. Luckily we had an outstanding show out at church. Filled all but 5 chairs in the chapel. Amazing. Hopefully they'll be able to keep coming, I'm sure we can have another week like this one soon. Thank you so much for the packages, they really saved my week there. It took me a while how to figure out how to copy the pattern of that awesome scarf, but I believe I've got it down now.
I had quite a scary experience this last tuesday. I woke up at 2 o clock in the morning (because sleeping is overrated) and stood up to walk over to the restroom, when my left knee decided not to work anymore. I was VERY close to falling right on top of Elder Johnson, which would have been very upsetting for the both of us, but luckily I was able to land back on my bed. Not gonna lie, it must have looked pretty gay, like when Frodo in Mordor falls to avoid the gaze of the Sauron. I lied there for a little while, and tried again. No luck. So, really needing to use the restroom now, I hopped over to the bathroom, sat on the bathtub siding and rubbed life back into my knee for about 5 minutes. Fireworks going off in my knee is how I would describe it.
The rest of the day I was debating calling the mission doctor or not, nightmares of coming home early for some ridiculous knee dealio floating through my head. Quite terrifying, no joke. I finally ended up calling Elder Cherry, who blew out his knee in the MTC, and asked him how his knee felt before he tore it up. He then ratted me out to the Doctor. The doctor told me to take 800 mg of ibuprofen 3 times a week and some crazy leg exercises to strengthen my knee, and to call him on this coming tuesday to see "what the next step is."
Gah.
As I talked to the doctor, he asked if I had hit my knee directly at any point in the last year.
Thank you Hawaii.
So the moral of the story is, don't ignore knee problems in fear that they will postpone your mission. I'll be fine now that I've talked to the doctor, but a lot of unnecessary fear was thrown in there for a while. Quite a scare.
Anyhow, Valentines is great as a missionary. If you like being gay. But that's okay, because people support us. I've never received so many encouraging smiles as I did today whilst shopping. GAY. That's alright. Well, for now.
This week is make it or break it week, we need to get someone to commit to baptism if they are going to get dunked by the end of our transfer. Time is just flyin' by too quick, can't seem to fit enough work in the day here.
Well, that's about it. Thanks again for the packages, they were AMAZING. I think we have enough food to get us through the winter now, and plenty of handwarmers, I'll have to save those for next winter. You guys have a great week.
Love, (not gay)
E. Holm
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