Sharing Collaboration Plan
From taking this Family History Class my plan is to share my knowledge to those in my home ward, and family. There are several people in my family that are indeed desire to do Family History, but have no clue how to begin. So, I will be able to take the initiative to teach them myself.
Goals and Future Plans
Future Plans:
April 2012- Graduate with Bachelors from BYU-Idaho
Get Married
Have Children
Home teach my children
Teach Kindergarten
Have a side Photography Career
Personal Goals:
Attend the temple weekly
Full Tithe paying
Longer scripture studying
Graduate with straight A's
Save enough money to fully pay for wedding, and new car.
Be completely debt free.
April 2012- Graduate with Bachelors from BYU-Idaho
Get Married
Have Children
Home teach my children
Teach Kindergarten
Have a side Photography Career
Personal Goals:
Attend the temple weekly
Full Tithe paying
Longer scripture studying
Graduate with straight A's
Save enough money to fully pay for wedding, and new car.
Be completely debt free.
Jordan
My dearest friend passed away this morning. Someone who I never thought would leave my side or leave me lonely or leave me comfortless. He was always there for me when no one else could be. Although I did not gave him much attention these days he kept on loving me. Me, the one who would tug on his hair just to see if he would bite me so I could get him into trouble. Me. the one who called him evil, footstool. HE, the one who was always by my side. He, the one that never bit me, only my brother. HE, the one that loved me and took me under his wing to care for and to love. HE,(wo)man's best friend. I will always remember the good days. The times we spent playing tug-a-war with my favorite socks. The times where honey was having a puppy. The times where he would get into trouble for being on my lap on the couch. The one who loved to sneak into my room in the night and get into trouble in the following morning.The one who slept in the laundry basket full of socks or comfy clothes. He is my friend. I will see him again. Running up in the heavens with his spunk and craziness. See him chasing after the biggest bone. To see him spinning around to get the bone. I love him. I will miss him. My dearest friend, My Jordan.
Stitches
2pm zakk comes over (he volunteered to help me with babysitting) my mom leaves and we watching the kids. 2:15pm my sis runs into the garage (where she is not supposed to go) so i ran after her. after getting into the garage i slipped on the chalky cement and whacked my chin on the ground. everything went black for two seconds. i felt something wet on my hand, thinking it was like drewl or something i move it into the light. "omg its blood" "jenny are you ok?," zakk was remaining quite calm and doing a very good job of keeping me calm "oh there is blood, you probably just bit your lip or something" "ya, not, there is too much blood to be that" i was thinking. "here let me help you up" he stated i just shook my head no. my head was pounding, my leg in pain, and i was freaking out because of all the blood constantly dripping in HUGE puddles under me. i start to stand up as he helps me, and he gives me a wet towel and i wipe the blood away from my mouth. i hold it on my face, cuz i still dont know where the wound is. i tell emily to get rj and he runs out and makes me flip out. "omg that is a huge hole, your going to need stiches" i start to cry it hits me, something is not good. i dont like needles and omg pain!!! zakk helps me to the car as rj calls my mom and dad, yet no one has their phone on them. (the only time like ever, and it had to be today) we go to the church and find my mom at her meeting and she confirms that we have to go to urgent care. so we drive there and end up waiting for over and hour and a half. (ya im still BLEEDING!! HELLO!!!) they finally take us in and ask questions.. by this time i know where the hurt is coming from and it hurts to talk. so the docter then says "wow, that goes to the bone" omg i start to flip again. rj says "oooh can i take a picture?" OMG YOUR KIDDING. YOU WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS!?! he did. as the doctor starts he says "if you want, you can hold someones hand" i immediately put my hand out for someone to grab. zakk takes it and i squeeze hard. the doctor then uses a very small needle and numbs the area after like 700 pokes!! stingning! ya i start to tear up... but not too bad. after numb the docter continues to put the 5 inside stiches and then starts one on the outside. after one i start to get dizzy and feel faint. (ya i faint when i think about needles beiing in me, ya i know its all in my head) so i tried to calm myself down as zakk is still sitting next to me and rj leaves. zakk rubs my arm and reasssures me that everything is ok. a few minutes later my mom arrives. she comes in and TICKLES MY LEG what the heck. ya i flip.. ow! so then the doctor comes back and proceeds with the operation. we finish with 5 outside stiches. 10 stiches!!!!!! he tells me we are done, and to go wait in the lobby. we do and then the nurse tells us to keep it covered esp in the sun. yay i get a bandaid on my face! omg i look like a stupid freak! i hate it! but when its all said and done
Personal Timeline
1987 March 7- Richard Alan Service & Kristi Lynn Newberry married
1987 December 15- Richard Alan Service Jr. Born
1989 December 7- Jennifer Spring Service Born
1993- Speak for the first time
1996- Start taking dance and gymnastic classes
1997 April 19- Emily Jeane Service born
1998 January- Baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
2002 December 8- Go into Beehives
2004 August 12- Freshman in High School
2004 December 12- Move into Mia Maids
2004 December 18- First High School Dance- Winter Formal
2004 December 23- First Kiss
2005 March 3- Arianna Faith Marie Born
2006 December 10- Move into Laurels
2007 September 26- Joshua Nephi Service Born
2008 May 22- Graduate High School
2008 May 24- Stitches
2008 June 4- Start Second block of Summer Semester at BYU-Idaho
2008 September 26- In hospital for 4 days
2008 October 3- Go home
2008 October 6- Start dating Jared
2008 November 24- Tonsillectomy
2009 April 16- Start Spring Semester at BYU-I
2009 June- CLEAN! Temple Recommend
2009 July 11- Start Dating Timmy
Hospital Adventure September 2008
September 26, 2008
So that night after my fiasco, Drew and Becca's friend Jose? Gorge? Jorge? I don’t remember as sad as that is, anyway, they gave me a blessing of comfort. I was definitely feeling more comfort after the blessing when he said "Remember the Lord has been through all of this, and he knows your pain" I then remembered my favorite scripture D&C 121:7 Peace be unto thine soul, for thine afflictions will be but a small moment... and I realized, I will get over this, I have faith in the Lord and I trust him.
When we arrived at the E.R. the front desk asked 100000 questions of course.. and thankfully with friends to aid i could remember my name and my phone number and all the other little details.. thank heavens for friends. haha. They then took me back inside and gave me a room. The room was small and had a large window on the wall and in the door, for easy view of the Nurses station. I could see my Dr. from before Dr. Red. A nurse then followed through and asked what was wrong, took my vitals, and then i waited for the dr. The doctor then came in and gave me a schpiel and told me he wanted me to stay overnight and a couple days. YAY more good news. Diana came in a few minutes later and kept me company. She came in and started telling me random stories to keep my spirits high and happy. She said that each time the E.R. door opened she would look up and wonder if it was me or for me. and Drew (her bf) would look at her and say "its ok, she’s fine". I laughed so hard, Diana is like my mother hen up here. lol And I’m her little chick. At about 11:40 we both suggested she get everyone home and drew fed. (he hadn’t eaten all day, and was looking as so). So, they left.
The nurse then came in and stuck me with an iv and said i was going to be admitted. Another guy nurse came in and said he needed some blood samples, but from the other arm. But it was ok, cuz it was a baby needle. ... yeah a baby needle. so he did so. I was so proud of my self. I had now been struck with two needles and had not fainted once... *knock on wood*.
I was then taken to a room on the other side of the hospital. long ride. I was getting motion sickness from the wheelchair.. I thought those were supposed to make it easier.. yeah, not. After arriving at my new destination they put some fun drugs attached to my iv and took more vitals.
I was happy I finally had a tv and a room without people looking in every two seconds on me. I turned on the tv and tried to distract myself from the throbbing pain in my arm. not much is ever on.. I guess this is why I like never watch tv. Its almost boring now. Except of course for my fav shows like Prison break, house, and American Idol etc. but None of those were on. I was headed straight for IQ rollercoaster. YAY me.
After more nurse visits and more iv drugs I got about an hour of sleepish. They feed me well here. for breakfast I had half a waffle, and a bowl of corn flakes with orange juice. for lunch i had roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, with milk and chocolate ice cream. for dinner I had sherbet, tuna sandwich, a roll, and milk. Then later they spoiled me with toast, and cider. It was actually good food. I had always heard that hospital food was to die for (as in bad). lol. but this was really good. I wanted more. haha. They serve food at 8, 12, and 6 i think.
The clock in my room is def scewy. the first night i was here it was fine. when it was 11 pm it said 11pm.. but today when i looked at it when it was 2 pm it was 13pm.. gah and problem was i couldn’t see the first number.. so i thought it was 3pm.. yeah its been interesting.
yesterday at oh idk 4-5 i cant remember. The girls, Becca, and Diana stopped by to say hi. I love them. They brought me my laptop, phone charger, monkey blanket, and a change of underclothes. I was so happy just to see them, but those made me very happy too. My boredom had finally ended.. well, at least for a little while.
We all sat and the girls worked on homework, well, they tried to at least. They both looked extremely tired and worn out. They had explained to me earlier that they had only gone to one class each today. They slept through most of them, and then decided they couldn’t make it to the others. Oh, what have I done to them? lol
They told me about how they wanted to get out of Clean checks today, since I wasn’t there, but instead they cleaned extra good anyway. Diana claimed that she cleaned the bathroom to the cleanest its ever been (i guess i would have to see that to believe it). and Becca said Marcus came over and helped clean. What a guy! Marcus and Brady always seem to be willing to do anything for us. So she got Marcus to do dishes and what not. and Then he drove them over here when they were finished and on his way to his class.
I asked them if either of them had brought a brush by any chance and neither of them had. Becca then asked “who are you trying to beautify for?” lol I laughed and said there was no one to beautify for and I just wanted my hair out of the way and I didn’t have the strength to put it up. So Diana then took the initiative and braided my hair into two pig tails. It definitely made a difference. And It didn’t look half bad with my greasy hair.
At about 5 they decided to go get something to eat. So, they left and I waited for my dinner. I texted Diana about 6:30 when my dinner was devoured and asked her if she could pick something up for me, cuz I was going to be hungry later. So she got me a Crunch Wrap.. yummy. From Taco Bell. When they came back they said how they got a ride from taco bell to here from someone and that the person was willing to take them home too so they said they should probably head back home and get homework done and get some rest. I agreed and they left.
Next, the phone rang and I picked it up. “Hello”
“hey, what is this I hear about you playing hooky?” he asked
“Hooky? I’m not playing hooky” I said innocently haha
“So what’s up? I’m sitting here at work and its dead right now, I thought I would give you a call” It then occurred to me that it wasn’t Tyler giving me a hard time. It was RJ. The brother whom I never hear from. I love getting random phone calls from him. Let alone, just talking to him. It makes it feel like he cares. I still look up to that kid.
“I’m ok, I’ve been better, how are you?”
“I’ve got a major migraine. It stinks”
Anyway the convo went on. It was nice to talk to him. I then got a phone call from Uncle Robert.
“Hey Picklehead” His usual nickname for just about everyone younger than him haha
“Hey how are you?”
“Im good and how are you? What are you doin?” he asked
“Im ok, Whats new?” I asked trying to steer the question away from me. Although I like talking to people and getting attention, I don’t like to talk about my situation like this a whole lot..
“nothing much really, just getting ready for a date. RJ was talkin bout you bein sick whats up?”
Ah ha! That’s how the word was getting around. RJ haha. He cares. Told ya. =D
Anyway that convo went on too. Then Briana called, and dad called. I was becoming popular haha.
So at 2 am ish they put a new antibiotic in me, the same one they did the night before, and at about 2:40 I start feel naucious, and all this salt water starts coming out of my mouth. unvoluntarily, its coming out.. ive never had that happen before.. so i run into the bathroom and sit there letting my mouth drain of the awfulness, and it takes a lil while, then i get really super dizzy. yay for me. then the iv machine decides to get a kink. so the alarm to it goes off and the nurse comes in. they ask if I’m ok, i tell them, they say lay down and here is a washcloth. so they fix the machine, get me a washcloth and then a bucket, just incase. at this point, I’m like , great, they want to finally send me home in the morning, but i am getting worse.. yay for me. so, then they leave. and about 10 min later the machine goes off again. and then again.. and this happens 7 more times, it honestly did not like me at this point. I think it was divine intervention tho cuz every time i started feeling more dizzy and nauseated it would go off. so, i think the Lord was giving me a break.
so after that antibiotic was done, they took the iv off and the needle is obviously still in me, but i have a lil more freedom.
I really hate rude awakenings. I haven’t gotten much sleep cuz of all the tests and what not, and pain. but once i finally do, someone has to come in and ruin it. I fell asleep round.. oh idk.. 3ish.. 3:30ish and at 6 in comes Mr. nurse dude, and he says "I need to get some blood samples from you really quick". oh ok I’m thinkin, well that’s ok with me, i like how they don’t have to keep pricking me with needles cuz i already have one in me. WRONG!! "Oh, no, I have to use your other arm(so you can be crippled and in pain in both of them and hate me)" omg.. yesterday he did the same thing.. for a blood culture but that was a baby needle.. really, that’s what they called it, cuz they use those on babies, and this one.. well.. wasnt... omg.. huge. so he got straight to work. he tied the cord wiped the area, and dug.. omg he dug.. like 3 minutes worth.. OWWWWWW then the only thing he says is "man, your vanes are wiggly" wiggly? wiggly: do you wanna see wiggly, i will give you a wiggly arm if you keep digging into me!!! I didn’t really say that odviously cuz i was in too much pain, ooh but i wanted to. when he was like "well, we got it" he packed up and left, and I sat there, wanting to yell at him, oooooh... the rage... lol. but i decided to shut up and sit there with my two crippled arms.. and cramped neck thinking about what not to say =D
Today at 7:30 Bishop Stevens came by. He stopped in on his way to do baptisms with the ward. He said the ward was worried and concerned but fasting and praying for me. I feel like a burden when I hear something like that. But its like they say. We are called to serve. And if there aren’t people to serve then we cant serve. So I accept it. And I thanked him. I told him of the recent events and how things have been panning out. He then relayed a story to me of how his wife had a glaucoma problem years ago but they didn’t know that’s what it was so they had told her to be careful of a heart attack. But after a change in diet she was fine. So he told me not to worry, maybe this is nothing and it will pass. Etc. He left me with his card (told me to call if I needed anything at all) and then he left for the temple. He is a real sweetheart. You can just see the sincerity in his eyes.
The new nurse came in at 7:58ish and said that they found something on my tonsils like a little pocket of puss and it’s a symptom of whatever this is, and if they remove it then I will be better, but she doesn’t know. And I told her I had no idea they had results yet. And she said she doesn’t even know if the doctor knows yet or anything. This is bad. They have really bad communication around here. I really wish I could just be back in Phoenix and having all this done there with family close, and the comforts of home.
So I have loved all my nurses so far. They are so cool. And really sweet. I have a feeling the one I just got for the rest of today will connect best with me. She is like 28ish.. idk something like that. She is a cutie! And her husband is still going here for school. Go fig.
Time for breakfast. Yay I love food. Haha. Be right back. =P
Yum Pancakes, toast, and corn flakes. But I had a big blonde moment. Ok so I have 3 drinks here. Milk, orange juice, and water. I was like “what do I need 3 drinks for? Well milk goes bad first” so I drank it. Only then after to realize that it was for my cereal. Yeah now I have dry corn flakes haha. Oh well it was still good. Haha.
The nurse put a wrap on my arm over the iv today.. why didn’t the other nurses do that before?? Wow.. seriously I feel so much better with the wrap. I’m not so worried that it will snag. See I like her.
Yay now I’m on more antibiotics. And I think I just heard the doctor come in. I hope he has a diagnosis today.
At 10:30 am Becca surprised me by coming up and visiting with me. She had just finished with ward baptisms and Brother Powell dropped her off. She stayed and watched tv with me and we talked and laughed, talked about guys and friends. She made me happy. I love having company. I’m not so alone that way.. funny how that works. Haha. Jk.
Lunch came on time and I had ham, baked potato, sherbet, a dinner roll, and V8. Then after the nurse brought me mine, she came back with another one and asked Becca if she was hungry, cuz they had an extra. Becca and I were both so happy haha. It was yummy. Then Becca says “nope, it didn’t even hit my stomach” haha she was still hungry. I on the other hand was stuffed. Lol. But then again I eat 3 meals a day, she eats like 1-2.
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So that night after my fiasco, Drew and Becca's friend Jose? Gorge? Jorge? I don’t remember as sad as that is, anyway, they gave me a blessing of comfort. I was definitely feeling more comfort after the blessing when he said "Remember the Lord has been through all of this, and he knows your pain" I then remembered my favorite scripture D&C 121:7 Peace be unto thine soul, for thine afflictions will be but a small moment... and I realized, I will get over this, I have faith in the Lord and I trust him.
When we arrived at the E.R. the front desk asked 100000 questions of course.. and thankfully with friends to aid i could remember my name and my phone number and all the other little details.. thank heavens for friends. haha. They then took me back inside and gave me a room. The room was small and had a large window on the wall and in the door, for easy view of the Nurses station. I could see my Dr. from before Dr. Red. A nurse then followed through and asked what was wrong, took my vitals, and then i waited for the dr. The doctor then came in and gave me a schpiel and told me he wanted me to stay overnight and a couple days. YAY more good news. Diana came in a few minutes later and kept me company. She came in and started telling me random stories to keep my spirits high and happy. She said that each time the E.R. door opened she would look up and wonder if it was me or for me. and Drew (her bf) would look at her and say "its ok, she’s fine". I laughed so hard, Diana is like my mother hen up here. lol And I’m her little chick. At about 11:40 we both suggested she get everyone home and drew fed. (he hadn’t eaten all day, and was looking as so). So, they left.
The nurse then came in and stuck me with an iv and said i was going to be admitted. Another guy nurse came in and said he needed some blood samples, but from the other arm. But it was ok, cuz it was a baby needle. ... yeah a baby needle. so he did so. I was so proud of my self. I had now been struck with two needles and had not fainted once... *knock on wood*.
I was then taken to a room on the other side of the hospital. long ride. I was getting motion sickness from the wheelchair.. I thought those were supposed to make it easier.. yeah, not. After arriving at my new destination they put some fun drugs attached to my iv and took more vitals.
I was happy I finally had a tv and a room without people looking in every two seconds on me. I turned on the tv and tried to distract myself from the throbbing pain in my arm. not much is ever on.. I guess this is why I like never watch tv. Its almost boring now. Except of course for my fav shows like Prison break, house, and American Idol etc. but None of those were on. I was headed straight for IQ rollercoaster. YAY me.
After more nurse visits and more iv drugs I got about an hour of sleepish. They feed me well here. for breakfast I had half a waffle, and a bowl of corn flakes with orange juice. for lunch i had roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, with milk and chocolate ice cream. for dinner I had sherbet, tuna sandwich, a roll, and milk. Then later they spoiled me with toast, and cider. It was actually good food. I had always heard that hospital food was to die for (as in bad). lol. but this was really good. I wanted more. haha. They serve food at 8, 12, and 6 i think.
The clock in my room is def scewy. the first night i was here it was fine. when it was 11 pm it said 11pm.. but today when i looked at it when it was 2 pm it was 13pm.. gah and problem was i couldn’t see the first number.. so i thought it was 3pm.. yeah its been interesting.
yesterday at oh idk 4-5 i cant remember. The girls, Becca, and Diana stopped by to say hi. I love them. They brought me my laptop, phone charger, monkey blanket, and a change of underclothes. I was so happy just to see them, but those made me very happy too. My boredom had finally ended.. well, at least for a little while.
We all sat and the girls worked on homework, well, they tried to at least. They both looked extremely tired and worn out. They had explained to me earlier that they had only gone to one class each today. They slept through most of them, and then decided they couldn’t make it to the others. Oh, what have I done to them? lol
They told me about how they wanted to get out of Clean checks today, since I wasn’t there, but instead they cleaned extra good anyway. Diana claimed that she cleaned the bathroom to the cleanest its ever been (i guess i would have to see that to believe it). and Becca said Marcus came over and helped clean. What a guy! Marcus and Brady always seem to be willing to do anything for us. So she got Marcus to do dishes and what not. and Then he drove them over here when they were finished and on his way to his class.
I asked them if either of them had brought a brush by any chance and neither of them had. Becca then asked “who are you trying to beautify for?” lol I laughed and said there was no one to beautify for and I just wanted my hair out of the way and I didn’t have the strength to put it up. So Diana then took the initiative and braided my hair into two pig tails. It definitely made a difference. And It didn’t look half bad with my greasy hair.
At about 5 they decided to go get something to eat. So, they left and I waited for my dinner. I texted Diana about 6:30 when my dinner was devoured and asked her if she could pick something up for me, cuz I was going to be hungry later. So she got me a Crunch Wrap.. yummy. From Taco Bell. When they came back they said how they got a ride from taco bell to here from someone and that the person was willing to take them home too so they said they should probably head back home and get homework done and get some rest. I agreed and they left.
Next, the phone rang and I picked it up. “Hello”
“hey, what is this I hear about you playing hooky?” he asked
“Hooky? I’m not playing hooky” I said innocently haha
“So what’s up? I’m sitting here at work and its dead right now, I thought I would give you a call” It then occurred to me that it wasn’t Tyler giving me a hard time. It was RJ. The brother whom I never hear from. I love getting random phone calls from him. Let alone, just talking to him. It makes it feel like he cares. I still look up to that kid.
“I’m ok, I’ve been better, how are you?”
“I’ve got a major migraine. It stinks”
Anyway the convo went on. It was nice to talk to him. I then got a phone call from Uncle Robert.
“Hey Picklehead” His usual nickname for just about everyone younger than him haha
“Hey how are you?”
“Im good and how are you? What are you doin?” he asked
“Im ok, Whats new?” I asked trying to steer the question away from me. Although I like talking to people and getting attention, I don’t like to talk about my situation like this a whole lot..
“nothing much really, just getting ready for a date. RJ was talkin bout you bein sick whats up?”
Ah ha! That’s how the word was getting around. RJ haha. He cares. Told ya. =D
Anyway that convo went on too. Then Briana called, and dad called. I was becoming popular haha.
So at 2 am ish they put a new antibiotic in me, the same one they did the night before, and at about 2:40 I start feel naucious, and all this salt water starts coming out of my mouth. unvoluntarily, its coming out.. ive never had that happen before.. so i run into the bathroom and sit there letting my mouth drain of the awfulness, and it takes a lil while, then i get really super dizzy. yay for me. then the iv machine decides to get a kink. so the alarm to it goes off and the nurse comes in. they ask if I’m ok, i tell them, they say lay down and here is a washcloth. so they fix the machine, get me a washcloth and then a bucket, just incase. at this point, I’m like , great, they want to finally send me home in the morning, but i am getting worse.. yay for me. so, then they leave. and about 10 min later the machine goes off again. and then again.. and this happens 7 more times, it honestly did not like me at this point. I think it was divine intervention tho cuz every time i started feeling more dizzy and nauseated it would go off. so, i think the Lord was giving me a break.
so after that antibiotic was done, they took the iv off and the needle is obviously still in me, but i have a lil more freedom.
I really hate rude awakenings. I haven’t gotten much sleep cuz of all the tests and what not, and pain. but once i finally do, someone has to come in and ruin it. I fell asleep round.. oh idk.. 3ish.. 3:30ish and at 6 in comes Mr. nurse dude, and he says "I need to get some blood samples from you really quick". oh ok I’m thinkin, well that’s ok with me, i like how they don’t have to keep pricking me with needles cuz i already have one in me. WRONG!! "Oh, no, I have to use your other arm(so you can be crippled and in pain in both of them and hate me)" omg.. yesterday he did the same thing.. for a blood culture but that was a baby needle.. really, that’s what they called it, cuz they use those on babies, and this one.. well.. wasnt... omg.. huge. so he got straight to work. he tied the cord wiped the area, and dug.. omg he dug.. like 3 minutes worth.. OWWWWWW then the only thing he says is "man, your vanes are wiggly" wiggly? wiggly: do you wanna see wiggly, i will give you a wiggly arm if you keep digging into me!!! I didn’t really say that odviously cuz i was in too much pain, ooh but i wanted to. when he was like "well, we got it" he packed up and left, and I sat there, wanting to yell at him, oooooh... the rage... lol. but i decided to shut up and sit there with my two crippled arms.. and cramped neck thinking about what not to say =D
Today at 7:30 Bishop Stevens came by. He stopped in on his way to do baptisms with the ward. He said the ward was worried and concerned but fasting and praying for me. I feel like a burden when I hear something like that. But its like they say. We are called to serve. And if there aren’t people to serve then we cant serve. So I accept it. And I thanked him. I told him of the recent events and how things have been panning out. He then relayed a story to me of how his wife had a glaucoma problem years ago but they didn’t know that’s what it was so they had told her to be careful of a heart attack. But after a change in diet she was fine. So he told me not to worry, maybe this is nothing and it will pass. Etc. He left me with his card (told me to call if I needed anything at all) and then he left for the temple. He is a real sweetheart. You can just see the sincerity in his eyes.
The new nurse came in at 7:58ish and said that they found something on my tonsils like a little pocket of puss and it’s a symptom of whatever this is, and if they remove it then I will be better, but she doesn’t know. And I told her I had no idea they had results yet. And she said she doesn’t even know if the doctor knows yet or anything. This is bad. They have really bad communication around here. I really wish I could just be back in Phoenix and having all this done there with family close, and the comforts of home.
So I have loved all my nurses so far. They are so cool. And really sweet. I have a feeling the one I just got for the rest of today will connect best with me. She is like 28ish.. idk something like that. She is a cutie! And her husband is still going here for school. Go fig.
Time for breakfast. Yay I love food. Haha. Be right back. =P
Yum Pancakes, toast, and corn flakes. But I had a big blonde moment. Ok so I have 3 drinks here. Milk, orange juice, and water. I was like “what do I need 3 drinks for? Well milk goes bad first” so I drank it. Only then after to realize that it was for my cereal. Yeah now I have dry corn flakes haha. Oh well it was still good. Haha.
The nurse put a wrap on my arm over the iv today.. why didn’t the other nurses do that before?? Wow.. seriously I feel so much better with the wrap. I’m not so worried that it will snag. See I like her.
Yay now I’m on more antibiotics. And I think I just heard the doctor come in. I hope he has a diagnosis today.
At 10:30 am Becca surprised me by coming up and visiting with me. She had just finished with ward baptisms and Brother Powell dropped her off. She stayed and watched tv with me and we talked and laughed, talked about guys and friends. She made me happy. I love having company. I’m not so alone that way.. funny how that works. Haha. Jk.
Lunch came on time and I had ham, baked potato, sherbet, a dinner roll, and V8. Then after the nurse brought me mine, she came back with another one and asked Becca if she was hungry, cuz they had an extra. Becca and I were both so happy haha. It was yummy. Then Becca says “nope, it didn’t even hit my stomach” haha she was still hungry. I on the other hand was stuffed. Lol. But then again I eat 3 meals a day, she eats like 1-2.
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Genealogy Talk in class
Growing up in the church, my father and his mother were really into Family Genealogy. It wasn't until I went with my father to do a few names in our Family History Center when I was about 10, that I became intrigued. I had no clue what it was or what the meaning of it was, but I wanted to do it. I would sit endless hours with my father as he would try to explain things to me, but being not yet even a teenager I believe it all went in one ear and out the other. Yes I worked with him on most of the names, and scanning old pages of my Grandfather's Journal into the computer, but I still had no clue what I was really looking into.
Family History is not just looking at dead people's names and standing in their behalf, yes it has some to do with that, but there is much more. Family History is a way to connect our lives with those of our ancestors. Malachi 4: 6 says "And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers." It is only through this that we are able to return with our Father. For Salvation is an individual matter and Exaltation is a family matter. Your obligation and duty is to help those who have passed through the veil already to be Exalted. So that they too can live with their father again. My grandmother once told me a story of a dream she once had. " I was dying, and once I had died I passed through to the other side, but there was no one there. No one to greet me, Not a soul to say congratulations and welcome home. I cried, what did I do?" Later she had come to the realization or the notion that it was due to her lack of working on family history. If she had done that work there would be those of whom she worked on waiting for her and thanking her for her love and dedication. She then knew how much doing Family History meant to her.
President Eyring once said "For me, knowing that turns my heart not only to my ancestors who wait but to the missionaries who teach them. I will see those missionaries in the spirit world, and so will you. Think of a faithful missionary standing there with those he has loved and taught who are your ancestors. Picture as I do the smile on the face of that missionary as you walk up to him and your ancestors whom he converted but could not baptize or have sealed to family until you came to the rescue. I do not know what the protocol will be in such a place, but I imagine arms thrown around your neck and tears of gratitude"(Henry B. Eyring, “Hearts Bound Together,” Liahona, May 2005, 77–80). Just as we are able to teach and bring the gospel to those here from other families so are others able to do the same in the Spirit World.
In the scriptures it frequently reminds us to pitch our tents toward the temple. If we pitch our minds, and hearts to the temple and follow through with the commandments we have been given to go visit the temple frequently; what maraculous blessings are promised to us! If not only that, but we take our own family ancestor's names what blessings we can provide for them as well. I was told by my bishop one day that if I go to the temple with a question or I am seeking some kind of personal revelation from God, that after I go through and do family names in the temple that when I was done and I ask God the question, I would then have the hearts of those whom I had just completed the work for, also praying with me that I may recieve those answers. What then is not 15 prayers greater than one?
Not only are we able to help our family, to turn our hearts to our family and connect with them, but we are also able to learn of the importance of the Temple. Through our own experiences and personal revelations we are able to teach our children and the rest of our family the importance of being able to worthily attend the temple on our own and with our Spouse. Being sealed for all time and eternity as a family and receiving the blessings of Abraham through the Covenant and passing it onto our children and their future families. It is through the Abrahamic Covenant that we are blessed with posterity, property and priesthood.
I urge each of you whole heartedly to do the names of your family to bring them unto Exaltation so that you and they will be able to live with our Father again some day. Can you not see those grateful faces of those who would kiss your neck and cry for gratitude when you have helped them to do so? I know that I will be able to live with my Father again some day, and through working on Genealogy that I will be able to be with my Family as well. I look forward to the day that I can say "You're welcome, I love you". I say these things in the Name of our Father and His Son Jesus Christ. Amen.
Family History is not just looking at dead people's names and standing in their behalf, yes it has some to do with that, but there is much more. Family History is a way to connect our lives with those of our ancestors. Malachi 4: 6 says "And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers." It is only through this that we are able to return with our Father. For Salvation is an individual matter and Exaltation is a family matter. Your obligation and duty is to help those who have passed through the veil already to be Exalted. So that they too can live with their father again. My grandmother once told me a story of a dream she once had. " I was dying, and once I had died I passed through to the other side, but there was no one there. No one to greet me, Not a soul to say congratulations and welcome home. I cried, what did I do?" Later she had come to the realization or the notion that it was due to her lack of working on family history. If she had done that work there would be those of whom she worked on waiting for her and thanking her for her love and dedication. She then knew how much doing Family History meant to her.
President Eyring once said "For me, knowing that turns my heart not only to my ancestors who wait but to the missionaries who teach them. I will see those missionaries in the spirit world, and so will you. Think of a faithful missionary standing there with those he has loved and taught who are your ancestors. Picture as I do the smile on the face of that missionary as you walk up to him and your ancestors whom he converted but could not baptize or have sealed to family until you came to the rescue. I do not know what the protocol will be in such a place, but I imagine arms thrown around your neck and tears of gratitude"(Henry B. Eyring, “Hearts Bound Together,” Liahona, May 2005, 77–80). Just as we are able to teach and bring the gospel to those here from other families so are others able to do the same in the Spirit World.
In the scriptures it frequently reminds us to pitch our tents toward the temple. If we pitch our minds, and hearts to the temple and follow through with the commandments we have been given to go visit the temple frequently; what maraculous blessings are promised to us! If not only that, but we take our own family ancestor's names what blessings we can provide for them as well. I was told by my bishop one day that if I go to the temple with a question or I am seeking some kind of personal revelation from God, that after I go through and do family names in the temple that when I was done and I ask God the question, I would then have the hearts of those whom I had just completed the work for, also praying with me that I may recieve those answers. What then is not 15 prayers greater than one?
Not only are we able to help our family, to turn our hearts to our family and connect with them, but we are also able to learn of the importance of the Temple. Through our own experiences and personal revelations we are able to teach our children and the rest of our family the importance of being able to worthily attend the temple on our own and with our Spouse. Being sealed for all time and eternity as a family and receiving the blessings of Abraham through the Covenant and passing it onto our children and their future families. It is through the Abrahamic Covenant that we are blessed with posterity, property and priesthood.
I urge each of you whole heartedly to do the names of your family to bring them unto Exaltation so that you and they will be able to live with our Father again some day. Can you not see those grateful faces of those who would kiss your neck and cry for gratitude when you have helped them to do so? I know that I will be able to live with my Father again some day, and through working on Genealogy that I will be able to be with my Family as well. I look forward to the day that I can say "You're welcome, I love you". I say these things in the Name of our Father and His Son Jesus Christ. Amen.
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