Concussion

Well another week is gone. Wow the mission is flying. I'm continuing to love life. Not much has changed in the last week. A lot of the people we've been working with seem to just be standing still in terms of their spiritual progression. We are still working with the young niece and nephew of a family in the ward and really we're just doing a review for them so that they will be 100% ready for their baptism on the 12th. We also started teaching the boyfriend of one of the daughters of the family. I'm looking forward to helping him gain a testimony of the restored gospel, especially because they have plans of being married soon and I think it would be great to have a goal of the temple in a year. 

 

     Other than that I just have a story that made this and last week a bit more exciting. I mentioned last week that I had a bit of a spill on my bike last Monday. It made for a very interesting day. First off I'm doing great and I'm fully recovered and I thought I'd write after I was fully recovered so you didn't worry about me all week. So... We got done with planning last week and we were heading to go stop by a fellow that we had lent a copy of the Book of Mormon to. On the way down his street there was a bit of a hill and I just got some new tires and I decided I'd see how fast a could go without pedaling. At the bottom of the hill was a stop sign that I figured that I could just roll through because it was in the middle of a neighborhood then I saw a car. I still had a lot of room but I wanted to slow down so I wouldn't hit it. When I grabbed my brakes I started to feel my back end lift off the ground and then I don't remember anything for the next five minutes. The first thing I remember was I was sitting on the curb and I answered the phone. It was an ambulance service they said they had heard that there had been a bike accident and they were wondering if we needed to be picked up. I still was confused to what had happened so I let them know that we were fine. Then we called a member to pick us up and take us to the apartment. We called the missions presidents wife to let her know what had happened and she gave us some advice. I had a headache and some road rash so I thought I'd just have to rest a bit and then I started to vomit. We got picked up by our zone leaders and headed to the ER. They gave me a CT scan and then let me know that everything was still there. I just had a bruise on my head. Then they cleaned up my road rash and let me go home. I had a pretty good shiner last week and was a little tired and stiff, but now I'm fine. The road rash is almost healed up. Anyway.... I know that I'm doing the Lord's work. I was clicking along at a good rate and my helmet came off before I hit my face on the ground. I should be a lot more hurt than I was. I'm grateful for the protection that was given to me. I Love y'all.

 

Love,

Elder Rindlisbacher

 

PS: I can receive as many emails as I want. I can just only send one a week. It was great to hear from Blane.