The Big Fans; Well Enough to Attend Zone Conferences

The thing is we are in the throes of a water damage DISASTER!!!

Glen called the Church to tell them of the hall closet being soggy. I had noticed it because the baseboards along the wall by the closet were bulging and were coming away from the wall.

We also realized water had been draining into the assistants' room off the garage. The water damage was even more extensive than we had originally thought.

He also told them of my lung issues and how it's important we take care of this issue thoroughly so we don't have any mold arising that would be extremely detrimental to my breathing--not to mention anyone else's who might come to visit or eventually live here after we are gone.

The Church called in a professional disaster clean-up crew. Monday morning a group of workers brought their fans and dehumidifiers--25 of them!!!--and set up shop in our house.

It was a relief to see we were going to have more drying power, but little did we know the fans would be taking over our world!!

We left the men and their fans to do their thing while we went to the dermatologist to see about the spot(s) on the top of Glen's head. 

When I sent the photo to our children and asked for their diagnosis, Rebecca responded: "Male pattern baldness, benign gray hair. Prognosis - good."

Turn of events to see Glen wearing a hospital gown instead of me!! As long as we were there, he got checked all over for any other spots.

Found nothing except a wart on the left side of his cheek that keeps bleeding each day he shaves. Got that frozen off as well as a spot on the other side of his head.

Procedure completed!! Scrape biopsy taken--after making a big purple bull's eye circle and arrow on the top of his head. What in the world is that for? Especially when the doctor said he wasn't going after a clean edge removal type procedure. Just a scrape.

Oh well! It has given us something to laugh about ever since. We have received word that the biopsy is benign. Diagnosis--age spot.

I am happy to report I was doing really quite well that day.

On Sunday I had still felt weak and was coughing as we attended church. The missionaries and others were fasting and praying for me that day. By afternoon, I had felt a renewed strength come over me. I finally felt like I was coming out of all the sickness.

I had felt the afternoon hope of improvement before and then the next morning I would be back in the slumps of struggling to breathe. Not on Monday!! I was feeling SO MUCH BETTER!!

Thus, I had been able to go with Glen to the doctor. I had been able to breathe without gasping for air as I walked up two flights of stairs to get to the doctor's office. I was feeling elated about that small feat.

We arrived home and were a little apprehensive about what we would find when we opened the garage and walked into our home. (We feel that way every time we leave the house and come back home these days...!!)

Our eyes beheld the hall carpet and pad all spread out with a fan blowing on them. The storage closets were all open with fans blowing on them.

The doorway to the left is the assistants' room.

There were two big fans blowing in there and there were markings on the wall where there was wetness.

The sheet rock had been cut away from the pedestal where the offending water heater sits. The water heater!!! The cause of all our flood issues! Water had been spewing out of it onto the wall all night long.

We had to maneuver past machine after machine after machine to go into the house. At the end of the hallway is hanging a heavy plastic covering with a zipper down the middle. That's supposed to help keep the heat of the machines out of the rest of the house.

The laundry room has three machines in there.

Glen's office with more green machines blowing air and making noise and heating up the house. 

The bathroom with more whirring, blowing green machines.

Across the hallway is the closet with all the carpet ripped out of it. And the green machines are blowing in there with tape marking the water-logged walls.

This is the plastic covering with the zipper access if we need to go back to that part of the house. We try to avoid going in there at all costs.

It's an obstacle course with all those green machines. Not to mention the noise of all that machinery going is a constant annoyance. And then let's talk about the heat generated by the machines.

It's insane!! Or enough to make us insane!!

The Church offered for us to stay at a hotel, but we told them we are toughing it out. Packing up to move and living out of a hotel would be soooo inconvenient. We are roughing it here. 

Thankfully my breathing has improved enough that I was able to sleep upstairs in the bed that night for the first time in a long time. I did not want to sleep in the family room with the motors roaring in my ears. 

I was giving thanks (and continue to give thanks) that I was feeling well enough to go to zone conferences this week.

Clear up until Sunday I kept questioning if I would be able to go. Finally on Sunday I started making preparations for my assignment to lead a discussion about standards. Up until then, I was too miserable to even make an attempt at preparing anything.

I started out by showing the video Jacob's family made about part of the white missionary handbook. The missionaries LOVE the family videos and it is a good reminder for them of the standards they are supposed to be reading each day and following.

The Missionary Department wants us to continue to remind the missionaries of the importance of following the standards that have been set for using their smartphones and for using Facebook and messaging. 

The Lessies are family history consultants who talked to the missionaries for a few minutes about how they can use family history with their investigators and new members. 

We moved to the gym where Glen introduced our two nurses--Sister Neal and Sister Maughan--to the missionaries. 

One of our nurses had her physical therapist come and talk to the missionaries about how they need to protect their backs, the proper way to lift, how to ease the strain on their backs from carrying shoulder bags, and she showed some stretches to do to help them.

The zone leaders and sister training leaders taught rotating classes. 

I had to take a breathing treatment break during those classes. We had bought a converter for the car so I can plug in my breathing machine while riding in the car. That got me to the meeting. This break helped me in the middle of the day. Things were going pretty smoothly as far as that is concerned.

There's Glen with the purple bull's eye and arrow on his head. One of the assistants asked me if it would be okay to ask what happened to his head. FUNNY!!

Thankfully the next morning he was able to wash more of the purple off and it wasn't as noticeable anymore.

Lunchtime is always a welcome break. And always a relief for us when we see the kind ladies at the church getting the food ready for us.

After lunch, members had arrived who were willing to be part of the role play teaching situations. They went into different classrooms and the missionaries then went from room to room teaching lessons three different times. It was a smashing success! The missionaries loved it and the members loved it.

These are some pictures of the other zone conferences held the next two days.

 

Sister Radford had pulled through with her assignment to think of a nice thank you to give to the members who had participated in our training--a little bundt cake.

These assistants are amazing!! They worked so hard to get all the details together for the zone conferences each day. They also did a training at each of the zone conferences.

They make sure things run smoothly all the time--not just at zone conferences. We love them and appreciate all they do to help the missionaries and to help us!!!