I want to share my experience at the ER though because
it was just super amazing. (weird I know). First off, my nurse's name
was.....ARIANNE!!!!!! Spelled the same and everything. Just HAD to get a
picture with her! :) Even though I was in pain, it was a little
blessing from God. But back to my story. After dinner I was in a lot
of pain where I couldn't even breathe. The Health Clinic here was
closed so I went to the front desk and was told to go straight to the
ER. As we were waiting in the waiting room there, a car pulled up and
the dad jumped out with his little daughter in his arms. He ran in and I
instantly did not like the situation. The mother jumped out as well
just as quickly and both ran in with tears running down their faces
trying to communicate to the doctors what's happening. They only spoke
Spanish so they had to get a translator. It was then when I realized how
helpful learning Spanish is. I couldn't understand what they were
saying, but their body language said it all and I already knew what
happened. Their sweet little daughter who's maybe a year and a half old
had fallen and most likely got a concussion. She was not responding at
all to anything. They tried to get her to grab an object but she
wouldn't. They tried to get her to follow their fingers with her eyes
but she wouldn't. I broke down in tears and started pleading to God to
allow this girl to be okay. The parents kept kissing her and loving
her. They put a neck brace on her and left to get more attention. I
still don't know what really happened or if she's even okay, but I know
the Lord loves her and her family and is watching over them. I don't
understand how one minute everything could be okay and then before you
know it, everything's changed. My heart broke that night and I didn't
even care about the pain I was in. Shortly after that, another family
came in with the little boy screaming. I just thought "Oh no not
again!" Luckily though it wasn't as serious. It was actually the
mother that needed the attention. She was having contractions (not due
till May) and her little boy Peter has been having stomach pains too so
they were in killing 2 birds with one stone. As the mom was being taken
care of, Hermana Miller and I got to talk with Peter and his dad.
Peter is turning 2 in a couple months and just LOVES Elmo. He wouldn't
stop crying so I gave him some of my "magic" lotion. Boy did he love
that and rubbed it all over. We got him smiling and playing with us.
What a cute little boy. Sure made me miss Vanessa, Owen, Sariah,
Aliyah, Hailey, Gideon, and Packer. But it was such a comfort to be
able to love and play with a child. I love kids. :) All while we were
here and all this happening, there was an older gentlemen in the room as
well and he had a Libro de Mormon and pamphlet with him. I couldn't
stop smiling. We wanted to go up and talk with him, but our lack of Spanish scared us and we ended up not.
Let's hope it's over. It took forever to have
things done that night. But I didn't care. I knew there were more
serious cases. I got my ultrasound done at midnight and then left at
1. Then we stopped at Walgreens to pick up prescriptions. What a night
and event. I have definitely felt the love of God this past week in all the
little things. I'm so blessed to have the companion I have in that she
was willing to stay with me the full 7 hours in the ER. We didn't get
to bed till 2 that night. Never did she complain. She sat there with
me the whole time.
Yesterday in TRC
(just an activity we do each week where we practice our lessons and Spanish to some volunteer members). Our lesson was about receiving revelation
through church attendance and I mentioned how I received an answer at
church when I was deciding about going on a mission. March 25th, my
Birthday, it was during Sacrament when I received that answer. All the
testimonies shared that day dealt with missions. After I mentioned that
I knew being here was where I needed to be. I have no clue why the
Lord wants and trust me with learning Spanish, but he does. I am so not
ready to speak it to real investigators and I'm not ready to leave the
comfort of the MTC. I know I will eventually learn it though. It will
take time. But anyway, it's crazy to think next week I'll be in
California!!! I'm so excited but so so so so nervous.
- hermana Sorensen, posted by her Dad
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