so the big news of the week is that I made it through surgery alive and the lobster claw is just a little bit fatter. Yesterday was definitely the best day at the mtc. I saw mom and liv, as we were pulling up and of course mom came prepared with a giant bag of clothes which I'm already taking full advantage of today. After a quick photo op with the broken hand, liv, ben, and thehospital gown, i was wheeled off to a surgical room. I seriously felt like I was in Grey's Anatomy (shout out to Kelly Sprunt!). They put the gas mask on me and next thing i knew I was waking up in my old room at the hospital with my hand wrapped up in the lobster claw again. My 1st counselor in the branch presidency in the leading cardioligist (aka pretty high up on the medical todem pole) and he called the nurses to tell them I could stay as long as I wanted. So mom, liv, Ben, grandma lynne and grandpa dave all hung out at the hospital, feeding me apple sauce, getting updates on everyone's life in the last month and taking to bekah and dad on the phone. Best day ever. There were definitely moments in the hospital room that made being on a mission and breaking my hand all worth it.
After another teary goodbye from mom, i had to go back to the mtc and i literally just slept from 3:30-8 and then back asleep at 10:30. so ya, breaking a bone at the mtc is the best. Then today was our pday so i was dropped off at daycare (aka the mtc health clinic) where i slept through the day again. Percaset is such a blessing and curse. I takes the pain away but makes me naseated and sleepy but it's so worth it when i have two pins sticking out of my finger.
so other than the surgery, this last week was pretty uneventful besides the fact that i started trending #asianproblems in our district. I don't know if I should be proud or embarrassed about this. But we have one ABC in our district and she and i always say #asianproblems when any of us (esp Sis Chao, the asian) does something super asian. just consider it cultural preparation.
Also, on saturday we taught at TRC and they said that my chinese is really improving! Slow baby steps but still progress. And then in the afternoon we taught Li Dixiong, one of our investigators, the restoration which we have been avoiding like the plague. the spirit was so strong as we told him the 1st vision. I think it was our best lesosn so far.
I'm realizing that it really isn't the worst thing in the world to brek my finger at the MTC. Maybe that's the drugs talking right now but there is seriously so much love and support from people in and out of the MTC. I have loved everyone's emails and letters, the cookies from the Ludlows and seeing my family was the absolute best.
I'm sorry I haven't been able to email everyone back that wrote me letters of encouragement but I promise they meant so much to me. Typing with one hand is harder than you would think.
I know that the Lord is shaping me into who he wants me to be, he just had to cut me down a little bit (or a lot bit) before he could build me up the way He knows I can become.
I'm just going to keep kicking Satan in the face!
Best,
Sister D
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