Trying to teach my E.R. nurse the Restoration 8/11/14

I'll be straight up with you all. This probably has been the hardest week of my life. 

Bad thing is, I probably have harder days in my future. So, come what may. 

Last Saturday or Sunday night I woke up with a super bad pain in my side. I took some Advil and went back to bed. For the next couple of days I just ignored it and didn't say anything. But on Tuesday Sister Snow and I thought it would be a good idea to call the Mission Medical (a senior couple who is in-charge of all of the missionaries' health problems). They were concerned it was an appendicitis, so at 10:30 pm on Tuesday night Sister Snow and I, our district leader and his companion, and Elder Jorgensen (senior) all went to the emergency room. 

Well, if you asked me what I thought hell was.. I'd most likely tell you to sit in a E.R waiting room, in New York at midnight. #FreaksEverywhere 

It took almost two hours for me to get a room. When they finally got me a room they kept asking me questions that I didn't know the answer to. I felt like a little kid lost in Dillards or something. 

Then they did every test possible on me throughout the night. They took my blood to check for the white blood cell count and it was a "high normal" which means there was 'almost' something wrong haha. 

The doctor was convinced it was my appendix but before they did a cat-scan the elders came in and gave me a blessing. They couldn't see anything. 

They kept me there for observation until like 9 in the morning. But they gave me morphine at like 8:30 so I can't even remember who took me home from the hospital. . . For the next two days I stayed at a Senior couple's home (the Jorgensen's) and they took care of me. I was violently ill for a few days. And I am pretty sure I threw up on their drive-way and yelled "I want to go home. I want my mom" But I was high, so I don't claim it. 

Anyway, today is the first day I have eaten solid food since last Tuesday at 2:30 pm. So I am getting better. 

I still need to go back into the Doctor's office to get a blood test if I start to get a fever. But, I don't think I am dying anymore. 

This week I have really seen that we are blessed after the trial of our faith. 

We all go through hard times, but God is aware of us. Christ knows his sheep, and they are numbered. 

Don't let this email scare you. I am doing good and am back at it. #baptizingLongIsland 

Love you all so much. 

The power of prayer is real. 

Pray for the people of Riverhead cause they need it. 

Oh, basically health care here is really bad and I thought I was going to die in the hospital. So my advice to you all is don't get sick in NY. 

LOVE always, 

Sister Samantha Tenney 

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