Sad. Happy. Tired. And excited. That’s how I feel. This week wasn't how I expected. I just wanted to work até o pó, but with my dog bite I could barely walk. It would swell up and start hurting again. But McPherson was awesome and not only was she my comp but my nurse. She woke me up at midnight and 6 to take my antibiotics, got all the things I needed and literally made me stop walking and lay in bed. I love her so much! Then I had some ‘self-sufficient’ class that all the "dying" missionaries (note: those who have finished their mission and are ready to return home) have to take...it lasted all day. And then I got to stay with Sister Dickson, my MTC companion. The next day with the ‘dying’ (see note above) group, we all went to the temple and had lunch with Presidente Perrotti and his wife. We then talked about ‘after the mission’ stuff...and a lot about dating and marriage...woohoo...the "next step" according to President Perrotti. Then...thanks to me, the party had to end because I needed to leave to take my next rabies shot before the clinic closed. That same night, the Elders from our ward met us to go out for dinner...ah, I'm gonna miss them. The rest of the weekend was spent packing and getting my clothes ready to give away. The only thing I'm really bringing home are books in Portuguese!
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