Lindsey Bohn: First week in the cast!

Well, this week has most certainly been an interesting one that I am glad is almost done. I feel that it was a stretching week that taught me many lessons and that I am glad I went through. There were people who were there for me and I find mini-miracles occurring. That Sunday night of last week, we as roommates all went to a campground and roasted marshmallows. It was a pretty pathetic fire, but we made it work! On Monday I did have fun with our FHE group and a couple other groups shooting guns out by R mountain. We rode with a couple of our brothers and I almost hit one of the targets we were shooting in the air. On Tuesday I got my cast on at the doctors. The reason why I have to get it on now is because I will have just enough time to go home and recover for 6 weeks before I go on my mission. Otherwise I would have to really postpone everything. In addition to this knowledge my family and I have prayed about this and it feels right. I have crutches and my family got me a scooter that is literally a massive miracle in all of this craziness. It requires effort to push around, but it is nothing like crutches. I have two pairs of crutches- one that I keep at the bottom of the stairs of my apartment so that when I get off my scooter I can get up the stairs and use them to get around. The other pair is at my work so I can park my scooter and use the crutches to go upstairs and work.
   Wednesday was my first day trying to make everything work and for the most part everything went well. On Thursday and Friday I got the flu which was miserable, I won't lie. I couldn't go to any of my classes or work because I felt just sick with stuffed nose, cough, head ache, and the overall sicky feeling. I pretty much slept nonstop. At one point on Thursday I was having a rough time and I was crying uncontrollably. I decided that a blessing was needed so I texted a ton of my guy friends and one responded telling me he would be right over. What a blessing it wass to see Eric and his roommate come in the door 15 min later in suit and tie and give me a blessing. I was blessed with the ability to heal and get through this and be able to go on my mission. My stand partner in Orchestra randomly came over Friday night with soup (which she heated on the stove) and a thing of soda. These little things meant the entire world to me during this time. Another friend left a treat and a "get well soon' sign on it for me. Little acts of kindness go such a long way!
       Friday night, one of my friends who is in charge of the Country dancing crew took me to go see a dance performance by the best dancers in the school- dance alliance going on tour. I was feeling unwell, but all I did was sit and watch, so not too strenuous. It was unreal! Amazing! I am sure it took forever to get down. After wards she took me to icecream where we just relaxed and talked. At that point in the night I really really wish that I had just decided to go home because it was already 11pm. We were invited by a couple cute guys to watch a movie at their place. I don't know what I was thinking or even if I was thinking clearly. I was definetly not 100%, yet I was going. Preeetty dumb.
        We got there and Brent (this good-looking super strong dancer who I had done lifts with before I got hurt) was waiting there to take me up to the third floor of their apartment. So being all macho, he carried me and my crutches up there. We ended up watching Men in Black III with a bunch of others. Half way through the movie I was feeling really sick. I wanted to leave, but Katrina had fallen asleep and how on earth was I supposed to get down stairs with out some assistance. So at about 2:30 am the movie ended and people started going home. I finally made someone wake Katrina up, Brent carried me down and we went to her car which had been booted! So it took a while to work all that out.
I got to bed around 3am----yeah, not a great idea. I don't like relying on others for rides because you have no choice. But life happens. Saturday I slept in forever and then knocked out 6 hours of homework. I did the best I could with not feeling great. There was a cute guy I met and talked to for a while in the library, then practiced for an hour, then scooted home.Saturday night I watched some movies and went to sleep.
      Today I woke up late with Wele, so we dashed to church. I will tell you that I am feeling a little better- a little sleep should do the trick! With everything that has happened, the Lord's hand has been in my life. I know he lives and that he has a plan for all of us. I am so grateful for him and that these trials can make us better people.