Well it´s official I am in the field, my trainer is Sister Lindstrom from Utah, also known as the Factory here, she is pretty cool and helps a ton. In this Mission we use the Bible more than the other works which is interesting. This week was a hard one, my second day in the field I woke up with a runny nose and a sore throat, I blame sleep with 2 thin blankets and no pillow in 30F weather, proselyted which was really clapping doors and talking to everyone in the streets. My area is super small and everyone walks places so it´s easy to talk to people. We always start with the commandment of going to church and go from there.
So the third day in the field is where the adversity started, my trainer decided since my throat wasn´t getting better that we had to call the Mission President´s wife who told us to go to the Hospital ( it has a walk in clinic). That started the long trek of getting into the main city by bus. We left after a lesson with someone we street contacted the day before, which was around 6 and took many buses to get to Curitiba. Took about 2 hours, and during with lovely trip in the freezing cold, guess who got worse? Yup, you guesse it, me, I developed a fever. We went to the Doctor and he told us it was the normal flu, go figure the first time I get the flu in over 10 years is my second day in the field. So by the time we were out of the Doctor is was around 9, my fever crazy strong and Sis. Lindstorm called the mission pres. Wife and told her all the medications I needed, and the Mission Pres. Wife said I had to stay in our home for 5 days. Yup that´s right my first week in the field was spent sick in bed. The rest of that day was kinda blur due to my fever but apparently the pharmacy didn´t have my medication so we had to contact the District Leader then they couldn’t do anything so we had to contact the Zone leader, he couldn´t do anything so eventually we contacted the Assistants to the President to retrieve my medication. Which they dropped off around 11, or so I hear I was out of it. While I was in the home locked away for 5 days, still have another day to go, my first baptism occurred! His name is Wilson (funny I know right) and he was a preacher before. The 15 year-old we street contacted and I got a lesson with is progressing (I hope, they don´t tell me) His name is Johnathan.
This week has gone by so slow as adversity strikes as soon as I get into the field, all this means is that Satan truly does not want me out doing the work, so that means I must work harder than ever. I must go through every hurdle and push through the hard days.