Hello everyone. I hope all is going well!
1 month down and the blessing to serve 23 more. Heck yes! Now you may be asking "Michael how have you managed to serve a whole month and not hurt yourself yet?" Well let me tell you random citizen, that I indeed have. Hahaha. Yaaaaaaaaa. But do not fret, all is well.
So last week while exercising during gym time I was in the weight room going hard like I usually do. And I just felt a little strained in my left shoulder so I took a break and went to shoot some hoops. No biggie right? At least not so far. So I'm just shooting around not going really that hard and I go to catch a random ball in air with my left hand. And that's when my shoulder decided to stop working. It has dislocated and I'm again where I found myself, many months ago, in pain in the middle of a gym floor. For those of you don't know, this has happened twice before. Yay. In my mind I'm thinking "This can't be happening again. It can't."
Some people help me up and put me in a wheelchair to the infirmary. (Speaking of wheelchairs I have a joke about one that I'll tell later on. Lulz.) So I'm in the infirmary with my shoulder still separated or dislocated or whatever you want to call it when the doctor comes to see me. He basically says, "This really isn't my area of expertise and that you have to go to a hospital.... in Mexico." At this point I don't know what I'm scared of more: going home or going to a Mexican hospital.
So before we leave I'm trying with all my will and praying with all my might that my shoulder will go back in place, so I don't have some doctor in Mexico do it for me. I don't know how but slowly my muscles start to contract in my shoulder and slowly the bone starts going in. I'm very much aware of it because I gain more range of motion every minute. While this happened every native and their mother, happened to be in the infirmary. And they're talking to me in Spanish wondering what happened. Which really helped the situation hahaha.
We leave for the hospital (my companion, myself, and a native chaperone) and at that point I think my shoulder is good, just a little sore. We get there and it's actually a nice hospital or at least nicer than I thought. We are seen very quickly and they help me get ready for x rays. I feel like the lady doing x rays did not know what she was doing, because she shot xrays at me like 100 times in one minute. I thought I was going to get radiation sickness and lose all my hair hahah.
We finish getting x rays and I'm seen by an extremely young doctor who is the orthopedic expert. She tells me that since this has happened so many times before that it would probably be best if I get it fixed as to avoid doing further damage to my shoulder. She recommended that I should go home to get it done. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I thanked the doctor for her evaluation and just waited for the water works. She gave me this weird sling thing, that is more of a body to keep my shoulder in place. There was a solid hour that day that I thought I was going home again.
Upon arrival back at the MTC I was greeted by the head doctor and he assured me that I would be fine. He called 2 experts and they both said that if I refrained from sports or any weight lifting I should be fine. I was so happy to hear that! I thanked the Lord for the rest of that day and the next i was so happy! It was such a relieve. Yep, so basically my whole entire left side of my body is broken with my left knee still healing and my left shoulder going out of place from time to time. I'm basically a mess, but I just want to assure you guys that I'm al-RIGHT. Bahahhahahha.
Later that day we had TRC which is where we teach volunteers. My companion and I got the chance to meet Ximena who was just the sweetest soul. She's 15 and has only been a convert for less than a year. She already has such a strong testimony. She shared with us her desire to serve a mission and how much the church has blessed her life. Such a sweet spirit and I had such a joy teaching her. It was a great way to end the day. Well that basically it for this week. Every other day has been pretty normal with continued studying and growth.
I hope everyone is doing well and I thank you for all the prayers you've said for me. Know that I pray for you all every day too. God is good and I'm so grateful to be able to serve him. I can't wait to go to the field and meet the people of Xalapa. Just 2 more weeks and it will finally happen.
Wheelchair joke: the Mexican word of the day is wheelchair - Juan and I only have one taco but it's ok, wheelchair. (Say it out loud and in your best Mexican accent.)