Amazing Ward Family

So maybe some of you knew, but I have been keeping a secret from most people is that I've been having a lot of lower back pain for about a month. I didn't think anything of it at first because I'm standing all day at my job and assumed it had to do with my new change of schedule.

But when the back pain started becoming unpredictable and more painful, I asked my favorite doctor Aunt Jennifer if she knew what was wrong. Turns out I most likely have a [stop reading here if you are like me and hate knowing anything medical! or girl related...] a ruptured ovarian cyst. The gunk it spews out can take a while to be absorbed and can be quite painful in the process.

I'm heading to a doctor soon thanks to a referral by my assistant manager. But the amazing part is everyone who wanted to help out so much. When it finally sunk it that I'm not ok and that I am totally freaked out by doctors, I called my twin Talia really late and she basically calmed me down to sleep. And she gave amazing advice to read my patriarchal blessing and to pray.

I have gotten kind of close to a great lady in my ward named Sister Fantasia. I called her first because I really wanted some kind of mother figure to go with me to the doctor. Not only did she agree to help me with a ride, but she is going to pick me up really early to take me to lunch beforehand. AND she called my elder's quorum president to tell my home teachers (who I've never met before) to give me a blessing. They had to drive a half hour to get down to my apartment and give me a blessing. Then later my bishop called me and asked me how I was doing.

HOLY WOW. Maybe that was above and beyond the call of duty, but when I called my mom to tell her all that Sister Fantasia had done we both just cried. My mom said she had a prompting that someone had been prepared to help me out in my time of need, but we just hadn't anticipated how much help. And even though I am not the type to ask for help, I really truly appreciate everything she has offered.

Sometimes the hardest thing to do is accept service. It is so so SO hard to admit when you need help, especially when you are surrounded by people that you don't know very well. But that's what I love about the church, because it doesn't matter if you are blood related, a ward family is always there for each other.