#Blessed

Well…I think I say this every week but this week it’s really, really, really true…..I don’t know what to say.

I guess to start out, for anyone who hasn’t been getting whatever updates my parents have been providing, I’m doing fine and Sister M is doing well too.

For anyone who doesn’t know – I was in a serious accident two weeks ago now, though what little I know about that I’ve been told by others. Since my last regular p-day (which feels like it was only three days ago) what I remember is having a lovely dinner with the Green family, then waking up after feeling like I’d definitely slept longer than I should have and finding that I was living in an apartment in Kirtland with my mom…weird (now my dad has switched her places). I have some pretty vague memories of a few people coming to see me when I was stuck in this bed (must have been at the hospital) and being quizzed repeatedly about the month and year, as well as being asked who the president was and what the name of the hospital was (which I found really frustrating because I’m not from here, so how was I supposed to know hospital names?!). That’s about the extent of what I remember until a few days ago. And a few days ago I realized I’d suddenly become incredibly popular!

Well it’s not quite true. What I have discovered, or rather re-discovered, is that I am extremely blessed to know a lot of incredible people. The support and love (specifically what sounds like a LOT of prayer and fasting) that has been shown to me and my family has been amazing. I am so grateful for it all, though I feel a little bad that people have gone to so much trouble and I was sleeping through everything without a care in the world. Friends and family from home praying makes sense to me, they didn’t know exactly how I was doing and their lives might actually have been worse off had something happened to me (well maybe at least a little bit….they would have had the inconvenience of attending a funeral). But others….people here in Ohio who I’ve not known for long and frankly who I haven’t really gotten to know all that well and definitely haven’t helped as much as I should….their support, especially the members of the Perry Ward here, has been so incredible and meant so much. I’ve heard about the man in the Ward who, for some reason, was called first after the accident and had to come identify us, he is one of the sweetest men I’ve ever met, then various members of the Ward along with some other leaders around who came to the hospital and stayed all night till my dad was able to come. And the Ward even put together an entire book of letters from people in the Ward, apparently they passed out papers that had "Favorite thing about Sister West" written at the top and a LOT more people filled them out than I think probably should have. But it was such a treat to receive the book. The people here are incredible and I really do feel like it’s a privilege to have had the opportunity to be assigned here, not just to Ohio, but to Madison and Geneva, and the Perry Ward specifically. Then there are the other people who I’ve never even met, and who know nothing about me beyond the fact that I’m a missionary, who have sent notes and fasted and prayed for us. It’s been a humbling and amazing experience to say the least.

Frankly I don’t know why Sis. M and I survived. Everyone keeps talking about it being a miracle, and it sounds like the crash was bad enough that that might be the best term to use. But there are plenty of people who don’t have miracles in situations like this, and plenty of people who have problems far worse than this who need the support far more than we did, so I’m not sure why we got what we did. I’m sure it’s not because we’re missionaries, bad things happen to missionaries all the time, bad things happen to good people, better people than us I’m sure, all the time. So I don’t know why we have been blessed the way we have been. It doesn’t really make that much sense to me. I don’t know why things go the way they do, with stuff like this I always go back to my old favorite verse – 1 Nephi 11:17 – "I don’t understand a lot but I know God loves (ALL) his children."

Interestingly we were joking a few weeks ago that dying on your mission is probably a guaranteed ticket straight to the Celestial Kingdom. Well, the more we talked about it the more we agreed that it was a little more complicated than that. But we also agreed that if something did happen to us, the way our lives had gone thus far and specifically what we had learned on our missions, would make it pretty much fine if something happened to us. We agreed that if we could just help some people, even just one person (and we talked about a few specific people we really, really care about and were really, really wanting to help) it would totally be worth it. And then we threw in some comments about how our friends and families probably wouldn’t appreciate our deaths but they’d get over it.

Well…thankfully that’s not something anyone will have to deal with. Sis. M is making great progress and is out of the ICU. I’m feeling good, I just get tired for no apparent reason and still don’t quite feel mentally back to my normal self. Also, I’m unexplainably chatty, can’t seem to get myself to stop talking – my dad keeps telling me it’s hard to get a word in, even when I ask him a question, so that’s not good. Really hoping that isn’t a permanent issue. I also have a walker for walking….yes, like a 90 year-old. I try not to use it too much because I think walker design is kind of defective (those tennis balls you see on some really are necessary, which I think is completely ridiculous. How could people sell something that requires such a weird fix?). But I’ve been trying not to use it much, draws attention which there is already FAR too much of. Plus I feel pretty stable walking these days, but I guess I still make people nervous when I walk without it. On Wednesday I went down to the VIsitors’ Center to see the sisters who were going home (it was transfer day) and just to see some I hadn’t seen in awhile, and it seemed like every ten minutes someone came up to me and asked me if I was going to fall over and if I needed to sit down. I didn’t, but apparently I looked very unstable. Yesterday at church I refused to bring my walker in, and I thought I was doing a lot better, but after I bore my testimony (had no choice) several of the primary kids came up to me and asked me if it was safe for me to be walking because when I walked to the stand I looked like I was going to fall.

My back also will start to hurt when I’m laying down for too long, which makes sleeping at night a little tricky, so I had a brilliant idea….I bought myself a recliner! My mom thought it was a dumb decision and that my brain injury was making me do it, but I secretly have wanted one for awhile to stick in my bedroom at home (not on public display). Anyway, I bought one and have been sleeping in it so I can sleep more upright to help my back. No idea if my parents have posted a picture of it (posting pictures of people after they’ve been in an accident should be against the law – I’m guessing there are some terrible ones out there that I will ask you all to ignore or hide from your Instagram/Facebook feeds somehow). But I’ll post one of the recliner here – it’s red and it’s awesome! Just need to come up with a name for it.

Anyway, beyond that I have some random bruises which keep appearing and my arms are always sore if I do anything, especially attempt to dry my hair. None of these symptoms make any sense to me. I know I was in an accident, but I just can’t connect any of these things with being in a car accident, but luckily they’re all pretty minor. I’m very blessed and grateful to be in good health.

As for what’s next….I have a follow-up appointment with the brain doctor this week, after which President Brown and the missionary department will listen to the medical folks’ recommendation and hopefully make a decision about what’s next. Whether I will continue to be a missionary here or be released to restart a regular life, I don’t know. But I am confident that whatever is decided will be good. I am as confident as ever that God knows and loves me, and that whatever is next, I’ll be able to rely on Him for help with the difficulties that are inevitable with either. It will just be nice to be out of this limbo-state. Kind of still a missionary but without an assigned area or people to see, and with one’s parents….there is no definition of ‘normal’ which applies to this, not even the skewed sense of normal missionaries consider ‘normal’.

This is rambling, I know and I’m sorry – excuse is that I had a brain injury not too long ago (kind of nice to have an excuse for anything that no one can argue with).

I have so appreciated all the emails and letters from people these last two weeks (especially those who I hadn’t heard from in awhile!). Thank you all for the messages and the support! I feel like I’m falling pretty far into debt to a lot of you for the wonderful letters and the prayers and the fasting and I’m worried I won’t ever be able to repay it, but I will try!

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8 thoughts on “#Blessed

  1. Oh Jennifer nice to hear from you and to see how well you were doing God she really does love you and is blessed you greatly I love you and that I know a little tiny bit about a brain injury and I am so happy to see you doing I hope they do decide to let you finish your mission you have been doing it wonderful work I have been so pleased to see your efforts to help so many people who really need help God bless God may God continue to bless you. Love. Grandpa gardiner.

    Sent from my iPhone

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  2. I am so happy to hear you in your writing. I’ve been wit the many of those sending the bet of vibes- you are in my heart ❤

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  3. Jenn, we’re delighted to hear of your daily progress. We know first hand that the Lord DOES watch over his missionaries and we’re thankful that such was the case with you two. We wish you the very best with your continued recovery! Keep talking Will’s ear off; I’m sure it keeps his mind off work trivia 🙂 Much love, Glen

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  4. Dear Jennifer,

    What a blessing to you see alert, resting and looking really good! You’re right, you can’t believe how many people are praying for you. My nephew in Romania, his parents also serving in Romania ( I bet you haven’t heard of that!) Yes, you heard right, all three are serving in the same mission, same time. They all will be released on the same day this August. I get pictures of them”together” at Zone and mission conferences. Maybe Will and Lisa can drop their day jobs , move to Cleveland and all three of you serve together!(haha)

    I’m so glad Sister Morrison is on the mend. When will she be medevac back to Canada? Doesn’t she have to stay off her feet for quite a while?

    After seeing the car, it is a bona fide miracle you were preserved and protected.

    Your “brain” is just find. You’re the same insightful, funny Sister West.

    Love much,

    Aunt Rebecca

    ________________________________ > Date: Tue, 8 Mar 2016 01:36:02 +0000 > To: rsgardiner@hotmail.com >

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  5. You sound very much like you do in your other blogs which I have enjoyed reading. So I imagine your brain is just fine. We are all so relieved that you are doing so well. Love, “Aunt” Joan Sinclair

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  6. Jenn- I want you to know that our family has been praying for you and cheering for you in all your progress. So thankful to see a picture of you looking so good! And love the recliner. You could name it “Bessie” after our 2001 suburban which has never let me down. Love, Aunt Susie

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  7. Goodluck naming your chair. I know UofU fans like D&C 133:48 because it sounds like the Lord favors red.
    We continuing to pray for you and Sister M.
    Riddle: What’s round on both sides and high in the middle?

    Answer: “OHIO”
    My dad told me that riddle when I was a kid; I don’t know why I remember it.

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  8. Thank you, Jennifer. This made my day (and I’m in Hawaii so that’s saying something). The recliner looks good on you. 😊

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