Letter Sixty-Six from the Lovely Lady Lena

You might be asking yourself ‘why is Sister Helzer emailing on Tuesday?’ or you might not have even noticed or even cared about the whole ordeal, but I am going to endeavor to tell the most dramatic turn of events for you anyways. Hold on tight. 

     Saturday began like any other normal missionary day, running, studying, and an appointment with someone who clearly wanted to date my companion. (‘love. that’s a great word. let’s talk about love. Sister Miller, what do you think about love?’) We took a dinner break in the center of town so that we could take advantage of the food stands set up for the city fair. I introduced her to Langos (it’s like a giant scone covered in garlic, cream, cheese, and more garlic. they would make for an awful date food, which means they make for fantastic sister missionary food.) As we strolled through lovely Chemnitz discussing life, Sister Miller calmly informed that her eyes were shifting. Then she couldn’t feel her arm. Then her bum went numb.
     We took a seat and I texted the Mission President’s wife to ask what it meant when someone’s arm ‘felt like it went to the dentist’s office’ to which text she quickly called us and directed us to the nearest hospital. The next thing I knew my companion was taken into the emergency room and I was left alone with the phone and all of her stuff. The Zone Leaders came and ‘babysat’ me and we stayed there until midnight.
     Now this is important to note, German hospitals are not like American ones. There is no cafeteria open 24/7 and vending machines are a thing of the 90s. We were starving, but luckily the little brasilian elder had a few south american candies that we rationed out. 
     Four hours after being companionless, we get wind that they have taken Sister Miller to a different hospital! I stayed the night at the Bishop’s house and the next morning we went on a search for Sister Miller. At this point she felt back to normal, but they insisted on running more tests. However, just like everything else in Germany, hospitals are closed on Sunday. She had to stay another night and the 2 Schwarzenberg sisters came up to be in a trio with me. We thought she would be out on Monday, but I guess they decided to celebrate American Labor Day, and we had to wait another day.
     Long story semi shortened, I have my comp back! She has one more week to rock the missionary work and then she will be somewhere even worse than a german hospital…she will be home. dun dun dun. (just kidding miller family, she is really stoked about seeing all of your lovely Oregon faces!)
     Haha, other than that dramatic turn of events, our week was great. I went on exchange with a mini missionary in Leipzig and we decided to try doing surveys in the park. Our questions were ‘if you could ask God any question, what would it be?‘ and ‘If that question was in a book, would you read it?’ (and then explain the Book of Mormon dot dot dot).The very first lady we asked was super interested and took our book! It was super neato and my little german mini missionary was blown away that she would accept something from a stranger. I told her it was probably due to my mom hair.
     Funny story of the week (you know, because this email wasn’t long or funny enough): we play volleyball every Wednesday and this week we had a new member named George from Georgia (the country) show up. He speaks no German and limited English, but that didn’t stop him from becoming the life of the party! I used the word miracle at some point and George asked me what that meant. I then pantomimed Moses and parting the red seas until he got the point. Every time someone was able to hit the volleyball, George yelled in his thick accent ‘it’s a moses miracle!!!’ When I was finally able to pick up Sister Miller, I thought to myself, ‘it’s a moses miracle!!!’
     Have a Moses miracle week. Don’t end up in the hospital.
Write me a birthday postcard to
 Sister Lena Helzer
Zerbster Str 42
12207 Berlin
Germany
Love you,
Sister Helzer
posted by Splendidly Sar
A Brasilian, a Swiss, and an American all walked into a hospital......you finish the joke.
A Brasilian, a Swiss, and an American all walked into a hospital……you finish the joke.

 

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i wanted a chance to enjoy the fun hospital beds as well....
i wanted a chance to enjoy the fun hospital beds as well….

 

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we attempted to take some artsy ärzt photos. (ärzt means doctor. play on words!)
we attempted to take some artsy ärzt photos. (ärzt means doctor. play on words!)

 

this was a self timer pic from my night at the Bishop's. So strange being without a companion.
this was a self timer pic from my night at the Bishop’s. So strange being without a companion.

 

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the zone leader trio didn't last long though (for obvious gender reasons) thankfully the lovely Schwarzenberg sisters saved the day!
the zone leader trio didn’t last long though (for obvious gender reasons) thankfully the lovely Schwarzenberg sisters saved the day!

 

and of course, district photos. that's it folks! until next week!
and of course, district photos. that’s it folks! until next week!

 

 

 

 

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