Things started off fine on Monday. We found 2 new investigators and had a member present lesson with one of the Laurels in our ward. Then Tuesday hit and Sister Dockstader got super sick. We couldn't do anything. We were so bored that we started watching the cop outside our house pull people over for running the stop sign near our apartment.
Then on Friday, despite all of my attempts to avoid it, I got the same nasty cold as Sister Dockstader. To keep ourselves from going completely crazy, we went to the dollar store and bought some Valentine's Day stuff. We made little Valentine's goodie bags to give to our investigators and less active friends. That was the only highlight of this dreadful week.
Last night I couldn't take it anymore. I prayed to Heavenly Father and asked Him to heal me so that we could go back to doing His work. I woke up this morning and felt so much better! I'm not completely back to normal, but I am able to function. God answers prayers, I know that for sure!
Tonight we have transfer calls! I'll let you know the news next p-day. Until then!