My 16 months Mission

Preparations: Hard time

I thank God that he softens the heart of my parents to accept the pledge and permitted me to go on a mission. Words were not enough to express how happy I was that day. But still, that was just the beginning of my preparations... I tell myself to commit myself to do whatever it takes to be on a mission. I wont let the blessings of my parents goes to waste...

I have no idea and think I was ready to face whatever comes on my way.

It's time to do my part and give my contribution on my mission... It cost me a lot and I think I have to double my working hours to earn it. I won't bother my parents to get through this.... I know I can make it....I was determined to work harder to earn my personal contribution.... I worked, and worked as long as my strength allows... And I was so happy even with the fatigues I had.

During my days of earning the amount required for my application, I have to hold my craving for snacks and unnecessary things... And I continued saving my salaries and sad to say that I wasn't able to give for my parents... I know they can understand even it could be harder.

Anyways, I was the one remaining that was able to work and help my parents for our daily needs because my younger siblings are still in highschool and elementary grade. That is why it breaks my some sometimes but tend to close my eyes when I refuse to give whenever my family asks... I've been such stupid. I thought of that to myself.

The amount needed for personal contribution may not cost for others but for me it worth a lot and will takes me time to earn because of my daily needs also so I have to save it as long as I can.

Fortunately, after almost four months of earning, I have completed the amount needed.

After a couple of weeks, I have submitted my application and set an interview with the mission president of Cagayan De Oro Mission for final interview.

It went well...and they have submitted   my application to the higher office.

Then after, they have reviewed my application... I thought it was all end now... They found out that we still have to work on with my Physical preparations. They found out that it might hard for me pursue on a mission... They required me to get a Medical Certification from a licensed doctor, to certify that I was able to do the physical activities that would possibly happens in the mission field...

I eyes feels wet upon hearing the words of my leaders. I went to the bathroom and washed my face so I could hide it from them.
I felt like a pail of ice is pouring unto me and my only wish is falling apart.

My Physical preparation wasn't easy for me. I still remember when I had my dental examination, It cost a lot. Eight of my molar tooth has been removed and with cleaning which is very expensive. I also got a hard time while I was recovering from removal of my teeth.

The doctor sets two sessions to remove my teeth, 4 teeth have been removed first session, and I was lucky that my best friend in the church accompany me to the clinic. After my gums heals, I went to the clinic again but this time I was all alone because my friend have something to do. After removing 4 teeth again, with a cotton in my mouth to stop the bleeding I went to go pharmacy to buy my prescription and walk and walk under the heat of sun to find motorela (a kind of transportation used in our place) to went to the church to wash my mouth and relax myself. I felt my gum bleeds a lot. I have no idea what I am supposed to do so I went to the bathroom and rinse my mouth over and over again because the cotton cannot stop the bleeding. I have no idea what I am supposed to do to stop the bleeding.... I didn't stop the bleeding until I'm sweating cold and having dizziness...It happens maybe because I moved a lot even the wounds are still fresh... I tried to relax myself but it didn't work... I decided to go home so I could lay myself. I have to travel again going to the terminal. I have to do another walk for some reason and wait standing to the terminal for a Motorcycle (transportation) while my mouth didn't stop from bleeding. My place is almost 20 minutes to travel from the city. I've been swallowing the blood while on the way home....
My mother meet me as I arrived and saw me pale and sweating cold. She asked me what happened so I tell her that I had my teeth removed. She saw spitting blood so she told me lay up stairs. She have given me a pail where I could spit. I can't explain how I felt. The bleeding didn't stop. And it feels like my body is so weak then. I can see my mom that she is also wondering what she gonna do to me. I told her that I need to call the missionaries to give me a blessing. I have faith that their blessings will heal me and God would stop the bleeding. I called them and asked for a blessing but they already on the way to the city from their work and they can't come because it's raining hard and they have a fixed appointment, they said. I don't know their reasons. I just said " it's okay" even if I really wasn't okay but I decided not to bother them with their work and trusting my mother. My gum still bleeding. My stomach got upset and I throw out blood. Maybe that was the blood I swallowed lately. It made our family panic... They wanted me to admit to the hospital but I refuse it. Mom, don't worry, the bleeding will stop soon, I said but I don't know how and when. I just said it because I was afraid to be admitted because it will need money again which we don't have...I just prayed to God to help me overcome it.... Fortunately, my sister-in-law arrived. She was recently been through C.S. while delivering her son. She heard that I was bleeding. She look for a medicine. Luckily she found one she took back during her operation which her doctor said, that it is to stop her bleeding so she gave it to me....After an hour, it is indeed stopped the bleeding in my gums. I felt so relieved and my family too...I slept then... I really thank God, I overcome it.

God is so good......