Sunday, May 16, 2010

A Return With Honor

After being able to serve my mission for 3 months, I had to come home last month. It's been a hard, and it's been a blessing. Here's what happened:

After being sick with bronchitis in the MTC and having my shin splints flare up again (and die back down) I left the MTC feeling invincible. One of my roommates at the MTC came down with the swine flu, so not only was I on antibiotics, I also was on antivirals! So I was really excited. Nothing could stop me.

My trainer described it best "She got out of the..van..and said 'My knees hurt'". Which was really weird, because although everyone else in my family has knee problems-I never have. So I ignored it for a while. It didn't hurt that bad. We had a walking area, so we walked a little bit that first week. And surprise, surprise, it got worse..but not too bad. So we started getting rides. Then, one night when we didn't have a ride, my knee started to give out. I knew that was bad.

So I called the mission president's wife. She said that she would see us at Zone Conference that week and then we could figure out what to do. ZC came and it was even worse. So I went to a doctor shortly thereafter. I had an MRI done and we waited for the results. The doc said I had torn my meniscus and needed surgery that week... a little odd...so we waited for another opinion.

The second opinion said: "There's nothing wrong. Go to physical Therapy 6 times and you'll be fine". I cried. If nothing was wrong, why was I hurting? It didn't seem right. So, we decided to try another opinion.

About this time I started to realize that this wasn't going to be an easy fix. And I started praying a lot. I wanted to be healed, to finish my mission, and to just not hurt! But very quickly I found that the Lord had another plan in mind for me. He wanted me to go on a mission, but He needed me somewhere else too. That was hard for me to understand at first, until He told me why. Now I understand. But I can't tell you just yet.

So I was prepared when my mission president interviewed me and told me that I would be "put on medical release". I was just glad that I didn't have to ask for it. At this point I was in a wheelchair whenever I was in the Visitor Center, because it got me off of my knees.

My mom picked me up before my release day and we went to another doctor..who told me that the knee cap was out of place and it would take about 2-6 months to heal it. Okay. I can handle that.

I went to physical therapy a couple of times while in St George, but there wasn't much they could do because of the pain levels. It even hurt to be on a bike. So they hooked me up to "The Shocker" (an electrical impulse machine) and iced my legs. And that's about it. The Physical Therapist (Ben, nicest guy!) just kept saying: "We have to let it calm down...just let it calm down."

So, that's what I'm doing now.

I was released over the phone by my stake president and then had my "exit" interview with my mission president. He was so kind and kept saying, "Once you get this cleared up we'd love to have you back!". I know they would. And I know I would love too go back.

Which is why I know I won't.

The Lord has another plan for me, another mission for me to be a part of. I'm ready to follow His plan...He's actually pretty good at what He does! And even if it means that I'm not getting what I want,

I know He will always give me something better.

1 comment:

Jessie said...

I can't wait to find out what it is he has in store for you! Since you know and will not tell then it is that much more exciting! p.s...we need to hang out sometime!