So this has been quite the week. My companion fell into depression this week really really bad. She has been having problems with her feet, so after a few long conversations with President Essig we decided to rest for a couple of days. Hermana Ruiz also talked to her family the same day and found out that her mom is sick and that her uncle is in the hospital. My companion started to show signs of depression and she started to complain about her back, we went to urgent care because it got to the point that she couldn´t sit. The doctors gave her an IV for the pain but said that there really isn´t anything wrong with her, she just had a muscle contraction and sent her home. Her mental state of depression was affecting her health. We went home I talked to her for a little bit and the she went to take a nap. After about an hour and a half she started bawling in her sleep and repeated over and over, "My mom misses me", "My mom misses me". I tried to wake her up, but she wouldn´t wake no matter how hard I tried. She just kept bawling and bawling. I called Hermana Essig, she said that my companion was giving into the depression and that I needed to get help and a blessing. I called the bishop and his wife from the ward where we are serving. After about half an hour we were able to get her to wake up. It was a little bit frightening.
Anyways, so we went to the mission psychologist this morning. My companion is suffering for severe Seperation Anxiety. She was really really close to her mom, to the point that while she was at home she even slept in the same bed as her mom. Her mom did her hair for her and everything, so now she is suffering really bad from that. Basically how the mission psychologist described it that it is pretty much the same thing that happens with the nursery kids. When their mom leaves the room, they get really upset because they believe that their mom is gone and is never going to come back, and as much as you try to tell the nursery child that their mom is going to come back in an hour they don´t believe it. That is pretty much the same thing that is happening with my companion, a part of her seems to believe that she will never be able to see her mom again.
So needless to say, this has been quite the week. I am not able to leave my companion alone without something to do, even while I am in the shower, until I can get all of the medications out of the apartment. The other day, I went to shower, but it turns out that we were out of gas so I got out of the shower, but I left the water running so that I could figure out the gas situation and I found her looking through my suitcase that has all of the medicines and stuff that I brought and that I have accumulated. When I asked her what she was looking for she acted guilty and just left the room. So now I am on suicide watch also. Crazy!
So on the bright side of things I think we may be very close to baptizing a Dry Mormon. He has been going to church for over a year now, but refuses to get baptized, but he has shown some really good progress this week.
Well, thats about all that is going on here. Just doing my best to try to save my companion and her mission. It is not an easy task.
Well, love you all!
Hermana Evans
Hey Dad, can you please update the blog. Uncle Joe complains to me every week.
Good Luck with Youth conference, Shut Down, and Sam´s wedding. Be sure to send me a picture. Tell sam I am quite put out, I still haven´t recieved an invitation to the wedding. Actually I haven´t recieved any form of real mail in a while, but I think that may be due to the blog not being updated.
Hey just a fact. The Chile Santiago temple is actually in shut down the next two weeks as well, how crazy is that!
Love you,
Hermana Evans
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