So I fly out to Missouri tomorrow morning! I have to be at the travel office at six, and then I'm hoping that I'll be able to call between seven and nine from the airport. I know I told you seven and eight, and that was totally my bad. I have one more class - only two more meals of MTC food! Yaaay! Just say a little prayer that I don't get left in SLC airport. And that there's someone to pick me up and that they're not scary. Just pray, actually. For me in general.
The medication is working well, but the side effects are kind of frustrating. I get dizzy and have to lean against something every now and then, and I shake all the time. It's really frustrating when I'm trying to turn the pages of my scriptures or going to shake an investigator's hand. I actually had to ask one of my roommates to change my watch for daylight savings because my fine motor skills are so rough. But I'm adapting. I'm really only so worried because I don't know if a shakey missionary that can't stand without support will be able to represent the Lord, but He hasn't struck me down yet, so for now all I can do is be humble and happy.
I say goodbye to my companions in the morning :( I'm really going to miss them. They both have such incredible stories - they've really sacrificed to be here. They're going to Richmond, VA, and we're already planning a reunion. They said I can be a bridesmaid in both their weddings :)
I keep getting left places because my companionship situation is so weird. I have a companion in class - currently Hermana Alexander - and then Sister French and Sister Nelson, who are my professional escorts. They're all awesome. I've learned so much and felt so much love from all of them. BUT I've been forgotten three times this week. Fun all around :)
All right, I've got to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow! (SO EXCITED) I'll probably call home first, so be ready. Always.