man.
This has been an interesting week.
Im sad but glad.
My Son is going home.
It's okay he didnt do anything bad, its for health problems.
to put it short: When he was in 8th grade he got injured playing American Footbal. this lead to years of just random headaches that only got bad when he got stressed. Welcome to the mission. We went hard the first few days and he just pushed through them, but come sunday, he couldnt take it anymore and told me. Since then, it has only gotten worse. Wednesday we could only leave the house for a small time. Thursday through sunday we we're trapped in a 10 feet by 15 feet block of darkness (light hurt his head) praying that the migraines would stop. Well they didnt. we ended up talking to the area medical doctor, area mental health doctor, president, and (haha Im glad she's a good sport, because near the end we were calling here every other hour) the mission nurse (hermana Paul).
so bitter (my son's going home) but sweet (he's going to get the help he needs)
Man It's been crazy and hard to watch but we have both learned so much. Im not going to go much more into it, but it suficeth me to say that given a few circumstances we were unable to do divisions, and all work this week was done over cell phone. Well we've got some great people to work with this comming week and Im excited to visit them. I just dont know who will be my new comp.
When president came out here to tell my comp the news (today) we were actually in the middle of playing beach vollyball with the zone, and we were able to convince him to play with us. That was pretty funny.
Anyways, Ill have better news next week
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