Week Five

Hello hello.

So this week I learned a very funny lesson about obedience. actually i didn't think it was so funny when it was happened, but looking back on it i can see the humor. so. as you know i was sick. i went to the doctor on tuesday and he like wanted to x-ray my chest and thought i had pneumonia. the whole time i was thinking it was weird because i didn't really feel that sick. so anyway, the doctor told me not to exercise AT ALL. like not even stretches or anything. anything that would get my lungs worked up. he also told me i couldn't drink any milk because it makes phlegm worse or something? who knew. anyway.. little did he know that gym time is my favorite time of the mtc (that, and bed time) and that i have at least 2 or 3 bowls of cereal (with milk) a day. i decided to take his advice. the next day i didn't go to the gym or have any cereal. it was the longest day of my life and i still wasn't feeling very sick. so the next day i decided i was feeling well enough to play some volleyball at the gym. and have two bowls of cereal. and have a mini-dance recital in our dorm. ha. don't ask. we get silly. anyway. the next morning i woke up and it felt like somebody was squeezing my lungs. every time i breathed in it was like someone was squeezing it tighter and tighter. it hurt really bad. i had to go to the hospital. to babylon. i had to get a breathing treatment. it's basically like a glorified asthma inhaler hooked up to a machine. i felt like such a pansy and the breathing treatment really didn't do anything for me except make me feel like i was on LSD or something. my lungs still hurt after. so the doctor gave me lots of drugs and told me once again to not exercise at all. to take naps during gym time instead.so. the morrill of this story is: sometimes your doctor really does know what he is talking about. sometimes. but.. the good news that came from this is i get to take naps! that is quite a blessing here at the mtc.

anyway. that's the excitement of this week. it's been pretty crazy. let's see... oh Sister Dalton came and spoke to us in Relief Society again. holy cow she is a great and inspired lady. she stayed after and talked to everybody personally and hugged and stuff. such a cutie. her talk was really good. it was about being virtuous, and that proverb about how one virtuous woman can change the world. or something. anyway, it was so good. i wish that every girl would go on a mission. seriously. this is the best thing that i have ever done with my life. i'm learning so much. i know i say that every single week. but really i am. and i wish that this was something people stressed more. missions are the greatest things ever! don't get married when you are 20. go on a mission! i actually can't imagine my life without this right now. it would be so unfulfilled. and i guess if you don't go you just never know what you're missing so it's no big deal really. but i am telling everyone now that missions are the best and you will never ever regret going on one. fo' reals.well. that's about all i have time for today.

i hope you're all safe and well and missing me tons.

love you!
xoxo hermana morrill