I often think that life is about transitions - and the better we are at adapting to change the happier we will be. Personally, I love things to stay the same. (Unless they are really bad that is) However I am happy to be recovering from my little face plant on the sidewalk. My nose is about down to normal size and fairly normal color - not Rudolph red anyway. Makeup is wonderful stuff. There's only an inch cut on the size of my nose that is still healing. Then there's the really black bruise across my stomach and leg and the bruiseless knee that hurts so much it really should be black and blue but it isn't! Scott says he will carry the equipment in from now on. Yuh , we'll see how long that lasts.
I'm so grateful to have been protected from serious injury in my stupidity.
Monday was a day to rest my decrepit body. Studied and stayed home from Spanish classes. Then went to FHE where the Haws ( the humanitarian people) presented a video of some of the things they have been doing here. The church is an amazing help to these developing countries. The one that was so sad is the hospital that did not have any means to help newborn babies breathe if they were having trouble. So they would tell the mother just to hold the baby close until it died. I just wanted to stand up and scream - it seems so unfair. However, it did reaffirm to me that I never want to be in the hospital here!! They have done water projects to bring water to areas that have had none, they have donated wheelchairs by the thousands, and prosthetic legs, taught how to plant and raise food. It would be fun to be able to help in that way.
We have Tues and Thur mornings to go to the temple since we can't go at night. (No time) So we went this morning. We figure we need to fit as many trips as we can into the five months we have left. It won't be as easy to get to the temple at home. Sister Lilly was there. She is in the Piantini Ward that we are supposed to attend and teaches an English Sunday School class which I dearly love.
There is such a peaceful atmosphere in the temple. I think part of that is because these people are never in a hurry.
Went shopping and came home to do some washing before our class at Santo Domingo Stake. At starting time there was one woman there. Slowly nine more came in 1/2 hour or more late. Sometimes it is enough to drive you crazy!
I'm so grateful to have been protected from serious injury in my stupidity.
Monday was a day to rest my decrepit body. Studied and stayed home from Spanish classes. Then went to FHE where the Haws ( the humanitarian people) presented a video of some of the things they have been doing here. The church is an amazing help to these developing countries. The one that was so sad is the hospital that did not have any means to help newborn babies breathe if they were having trouble. So they would tell the mother just to hold the baby close until it died. I just wanted to stand up and scream - it seems so unfair. However, it did reaffirm to me that I never want to be in the hospital here!! They have done water projects to bring water to areas that have had none, they have donated wheelchairs by the thousands, and prosthetic legs, taught how to plant and raise food. It would be fun to be able to help in that way.
We have Tues and Thur mornings to go to the temple since we can't go at night. (No time) So we went this morning. We figure we need to fit as many trips as we can into the five months we have left. It won't be as easy to get to the temple at home. Sister Lilly was there. She is in the Piantini Ward that we are supposed to attend and teaches an English Sunday School class which I dearly love.
There is such a peaceful atmosphere in the temple. I think part of that is because these people are never in a hurry.
Went shopping and came home to do some washing before our class at Santo Domingo Stake. At starting time there was one woman there. Slowly nine more came in 1/2 hour or more late. Sometimes it is enough to drive you crazy!
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