Letter from December 14, 2015
The first three days we were able to get out and get a lot of work done even though I still had a cough. And then I pretty much died. Haha (not really, don’t flip mom) on about Thursday afternoon I think, I just lost almost all energy. It was crazy. So we came home and slept for a bit and when I woke up I was just coughing like a maniac, so we pretty much talked to people on the phone and taught a couple “phone lessons.” Yes, that is a thing. Usually we do them in the winter anyway if it’s too cold outside to go anywhere. The mission grounds us if it gets to a certain temperature, so I guess we may as well get used to it. So anyway, I was pretty much down for the count until about Saturday, which was the day we got transfer calls. We taught some more lessons Sunday and were able to get more than 20 lessons, which was a miracle mostly thanks to Elder Heimuli. I will miss that kid, he is a crazy Tongan! I love him to death and hopefully will serve around him again.