This week felt like it was twelve years long. On Monday we went out to Escapães (like 3 miles from our house) to try to talk to some menos ativos. We found one. She wouldn´t let us in.. but she talked to us out of her second story window for more than two hours. It made our necks hurt, but mostly it was sad because she was saying she knows it´s true but she got offended and so she doesn´t want to come. Hopefully we can help her strengthen her testimony.
Tuesday was a good day. We found a bunch of people who are interested. Also remember André? The pesquisador who is almost done reading the book of Mormon? He´s in Alma now. Also during our second lesson - he said he would get baptized - this weekend! Well we had to move it to next Wednesday because the nurses are on strike so he has to work all weekend... But he will get baptized :)
Wednesday we had zone conference with President and Sister Fluckiger. It was really great. They fed us pizza, too. But I liked it because we got to hear their testimonies and counsel for us.
Oh Wednesday night Sister Warner got emergency transferred :( One of their pesquisadores asked her to marry him. So now she´s gone. But we have Sister da Silva! She is from Brazil and got here the same time as me. She is really nice and I am excited that we have someone who only knows portuguese to force us to speak it at home. Oh speaking of Portuguese this week we were teaching a lesson and or a minute I wasn´t thinking about speaking Portuguese I was just SPEAKING it! It was so cool but then when I noticed I couldn´t do it anymore.
On Thursday we had a division- I was with Sister Alves, from Brazil... So we only had Portuguese all day! I think I did all right. We had some really good lessons and contacts. I like divisions becuase we can learn different ways to do things, like contacting. It is really helpful and we learned a lot.
Saturday we got attacked by a dog. Not really, kind of. It´s a funny story: We went out to Escapães again to try to find the house of the guy we contacted in like, May, whose house we could never find. We finally find the road so we were walking up. The right side of the road had houses, and the left had warehouses. This dog up ahead in a chainlink fence started barking but we ignored it. When we got up parallel to it, we realized there was another on the left side too. It looked kind of like a wolf. All matted and dirty and for sure had fleas. We thought it was behind a fence too, but turns out it was just one of those parking lot gates... Because suddenly it was running towards us snarling and barking and trying to kill us. Sister Cutler froze. I remembered that one of my MTC teachers had said pretend to throw rocks, so I stooped a little and just start chucking air at this dog. It was kind of lunging at us and snapping but I just kept pretending to throw. I was trying to get a real rock, but couldn´t seem to bend over all the way. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sister Cutler just standing there holding a Book of Mormon so in my panic I just kept throwing and screamed "Throw the book!" She jolted out of the daze and started throwing rocks too. We finally picked some up and just ran away throwing them behind our back. We escaped. We were still holding a bunch of rocks, and were really freaked out. So when we passed this little weiner dog just sitting on the sidewalk Sister Cutler threw a rock towards it. It skittered away and she went "Yeah that´s right!" hahaha. It was so scary but also really funny. Don´t throw scriptures.
Also on Saturday I got stung by a wasp four times. We tried to take care of it and thought it would be fine. But Sunday it was really swollen. I got a blessing from some old men in the ward. But this morning it was still really swollen, so the Senior Sister missionary in charge of health (we´d called her Sunday morning and have been working with her since) said we had to go get it looked at.. So this morning we went to the hospital (it´s more like insta-care). We went with two members, Ana and Renata. I hope I never have to go to a doctor outside of America ever again. We signed in, and were sitting in this weird little waiting room. Right outside the window was someone smoking. But I was reading the Book of Mormon and in Mosiah 28:7 underlined "the Lord will preserve thy.. hand..." which made me feel better. Haha. Luckily we were only in there for like 40 minutes when we got called back. We go in and the doctor and the nurse barely look at my hand when he hands me a prescription. Luckily the nurse was really nice. She even spoke English. They decided I needed a shot... They tried to do it in the inside of my elbow but couldn´t find my vain so they stuck me like 4 times. And then when they finally got it she walked away so I thought she was done so I looked at my arm and the needle was just sitting there inside my arm. I gagged. Then I passed out. So Ana and Renata called a taxi and took us home in a taxi. It was a fun little adventure. I got some antibiotics (after getting it approved by Sister Fluckiger) and I think it is helping a little. It´s a little less swollen than the picture. The worst part is that little wasp is probably still alive. Now we can never go near Mario´s house again because it has a taste for my blood.
Yesterday Sister Cutler, Sister Valdez and I gave talks in sacrament meeting. Everyone laughed during the right places in mine, which was good. I think they understood. We talked about missionary work so I mostly talked about the "what", like what to share, the doctrine of Christ. It was a good experience.
This week is going to be less hot so hopefully we will not sweat so much. Thank you for all the emails and love and prayers - I love you all TONS!
Continua firme na fé e vos amo! <3
Sister Gidney
p.s. picture with sister cutler and sister warner right before she left-do I look less white?
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