Hey Family
Well, another week gone. I had some crazy and funny things happen.
I still don't have my tooth fixed. We went in today to get the permanent crown on. He had to fix it a little bit because it was a little too tight in there. When he was looking at it under a magnifying glass he saw the porcelain was cracked. So, I will be going in again on Wednesday.
Something interesting about the break. They found some decay in there the first time I went in. He said they wouldn't have been able to see that on the x-ray or even in an exam. It would have just gotten worse and worse and then absess (abcess)? (I don't know how to spell anymore!) and I would have had to have a root canal. I might have been in Mexico for that. It feels fine. It wasn't really even sensitive at all this week. I really wish we had more teeth as well. It would be much easier. hahaha.
Yesterday I had some good ole American burgers. Of course they had guacamole on them but close enough. I didn't actually taste the guacamole and they were really good.
It's not too bad with waiting for the visa. It's a lot better knowing I'm not the only one that hasn't gotten it. Sister Miller said she heard they are trying to get missionaries there on their transfer day so if you could find that out. we would probably know when. Not sure though.
I have now taught myself how to ride with no hands! I guess this much time on a bike, you are bound to learn something.
One time we were riding into an apartment parking lot and someone yelled "F*** Mormons!" So I just stuck my fist out kind of like alright good for you. I didn't really think anything of it at first. Harvey rode by and waved at him and he said "What is that some white power thing? You think I'm cursed or something?" I have no idea why I stuck my fist out but it was pretty funny. He already seemed to have his mind made up about us but I hope I didn't make it worse though.
I went on exchanges this week with the District Leader Elder Nonne. Most of the day, nothing really happened. We were close to the end and he was just driving around trying to think of where to go. He stopped and said "I'm lost. I don't know who to go to." I pulled out our planner and looked at the names. I saw this guys name who we hadn't gone by yet. Elder Nonne said they had a meeting with him the next day so they would just go then. Then he said " well, lets just go anyway. We knocked on his door. Elder Nonne kind of backed away. I didn't really know what was happening because I couldn't see the door very well. the guy answered and he was drunk. He let us in saying he didn't want any prayers or anything like that. He just wanted to talk. He said "I'm drunk. OK? I'm sorry." We said it was alright and he then told us he just found out his dad died and if he had had a gun that would be it. This hit me pretty hard. He started talking about it and talking about Vietnam and him getting shot in the head and still living and about his dad and buddy's he had. I just got the feeling to say something. I tried once but he started to talk. Elder Nonne noticed I had something to say and asked if I did. I didn't really know what to say. But I started anyway. I got a really strong feeling to promise him that we were supposed to be there at that exact time to help him through it. I told him about Gramma and that phone call I received in the MTC. I told him I knew she was there with me right then and that he would see his Dad and live with him again. I was struggling through all of that cause for some reason I was crying and couldn't help it.
I don't know if he will remember any of what I said, but I will. It was a really cool experience. I then asked if he had any alcohol. He did, so I asked if he wanted to dump the rest out with us. He said no. He wanted to finish the rest and then he would be done with drinking. Hopefully he will be. I then asked if he did have a gun in the house. I was a little shaken from the first comment he made when we got there. He said "No, you think I'm suicidal or something?" Me: "Well, from what you said earlier I didn't know." Well, that's the highlights from my week.
I love you and miss you all!
Well, another week gone. I had some crazy and funny things happen.
I still don't have my tooth fixed. We went in today to get the permanent crown on. He had to fix it a little bit because it was a little too tight in there. When he was looking at it under a magnifying glass he saw the porcelain was cracked. So, I will be going in again on Wednesday.
Something interesting about the break. They found some decay in there the first time I went in. He said they wouldn't have been able to see that on the x-ray or even in an exam. It would have just gotten worse and worse and then absess (abcess)? (I don't know how to spell anymore!) and I would have had to have a root canal. I might have been in Mexico for that. It feels fine. It wasn't really even sensitive at all this week. I really wish we had more teeth as well. It would be much easier. hahaha.
Yesterday I had some good ole American burgers. Of course they had guacamole on them but close enough. I didn't actually taste the guacamole and they were really good.
It's not too bad with waiting for the visa. It's a lot better knowing I'm not the only one that hasn't gotten it. Sister Miller said she heard they are trying to get missionaries there on their transfer day so if you could find that out. we would probably know when. Not sure though.
I definitely couldn't have finished the Book of Mormon that fast without being out here. I'm still enjoying the cold here for as long as I can. Its really weird in Utah. One day is crazy hot, the next its really cold. I don't get it.
I'm kind of glad you didn't send Sadie's broken toe nail. I have found a lot of her hair in my stuff though. So I guess that's some of her I can take to Mexico! HAHAHA. I do actually wish I could help you with the irrigation.
I'm kind of glad you didn't send Sadie's broken toe nail. I have found a lot of her hair in my stuff though. So I guess that's some of her I can take to Mexico! HAHAHA. I do actually wish I could help you with the irrigation.
I have now taught myself how to ride with no hands! I guess this much time on a bike, you are bound to learn something.
One time we were riding into an apartment parking lot and someone yelled "F*** Mormons!" So I just stuck my fist out kind of like alright good for you. I didn't really think anything of it at first. Harvey rode by and waved at him and he said "What is that some white power thing? You think I'm cursed or something?" I have no idea why I stuck my fist out but it was pretty funny. He already seemed to have his mind made up about us but I hope I didn't make it worse though.
I went on exchanges this week with the District Leader Elder Nonne. Most of the day, nothing really happened. We were close to the end and he was just driving around trying to think of where to go. He stopped and said "I'm lost. I don't know who to go to." I pulled out our planner and looked at the names. I saw this guys name who we hadn't gone by yet. Elder Nonne said they had a meeting with him the next day so they would just go then. Then he said " well, lets just go anyway. We knocked on his door. Elder Nonne kind of backed away. I didn't really know what was happening because I couldn't see the door very well. the guy answered and he was drunk. He let us in saying he didn't want any prayers or anything like that. He just wanted to talk. He said "I'm drunk. OK? I'm sorry." We said it was alright and he then told us he just found out his dad died and if he had had a gun that would be it. This hit me pretty hard. He started talking about it and talking about Vietnam and him getting shot in the head and still living and about his dad and buddy's he had. I just got the feeling to say something. I tried once but he started to talk. Elder Nonne noticed I had something to say and asked if I did. I didn't really know what to say. But I started anyway. I got a really strong feeling to promise him that we were supposed to be there at that exact time to help him through it. I told him about Gramma and that phone call I received in the MTC. I told him I knew she was there with me right then and that he would see his Dad and live with him again. I was struggling through all of that cause for some reason I was crying and couldn't help it.
I don't know if he will remember any of what I said, but I will. It was a really cool experience. I then asked if he had any alcohol. He did, so I asked if he wanted to dump the rest out with us. He said no. He wanted to finish the rest and then he would be done with drinking. Hopefully he will be. I then asked if he did have a gun in the house. I was a little shaken from the first comment he made when we got there. He said "No, you think I'm suicidal or something?" Me: "Well, from what you said earlier I didn't know." Well, that's the highlights from my week.
I love you and miss you all!
Aaron
No comments:
Post a Comment