OK this one I am actually excited to write about.
(If you did not read the last post.. please go down and read it before reading this one, thanks)
For those who might not know, or just started reading my blog, I crushed my foot going down a water slide in July, it was a drop down slide, and for some strange reason when I exited the slide (there was only 3 feet water to exit into) The water pushed my feet down instead of sliding out of it, and I went straight down, like jumping off a 3 story building onto my right foot.. nice.
I went to the ER, where they sent me to an orthopedic surgeon. The surgeon sent me to do an MRI, where they found out I had a mess in there. All that mess and no displacement (so they thought). I wore a fiber cast and crutches for almost 2 months. When I went into the ortho he stated that "cuboid bones don't heal very well, because they don't have much blood flow to them because they are tightly compacted in the foot. He stated that I could have surgery the first time I went to him, and he preferred it, but I asked if it would heal on it's own, and he said.. well see. Each month I went into the doctor wearing my walking cast, each time they did x-rays.. No change in the cuboid bone, which is where I had broken 2 corners off and broke it straight down the middle of it that is the one that wouldn't heal.. dang it..
In December, after getting Aanya's cast off, he asked me if it felt any different, I said no, but it will heal.. He put his head down, and stated" it won't. it is time devri to have the surgery." I have always been scared of surgery, afraid of not waking up, so I was hesitant. But I went with the OK, he told me he wanted to do it that next day... I agreed, and he went to scheduled it.. I panicked.. Not a week before Christmas.. NO Way.. I hurried to the doctor, and told him I changed my mind, and if we could do it the week after Christmas.. He said he was booked, but he had an opening on the 6Th of January.. I agreed.
Do you believe that Everything in life happens for a reason.. I DO.. But sometimes you don't understand it.. But sometimes it all falls into place and you get a bit of understanding a piece to the puzzle...
When I was waking up from surgery, my husband said I kept talking to someone who wasn't there. I started to cry.. I told him on the way home that I had the chance to see and talk to Kono's Twin who did not make it out of my tummy. I couldn't stop crying, I told him that he was so handsome, so gentle, and so bright. My husband started to cry and state that he really didn't think I was going to make it. We hugged, and at that point I held him and in his ear, I whispered that Kono's twin wanted to make sure that I let everyone know that he was OK, and to let him go.
Right after that, my phone rang.. It was my good Friend.. She had told me her son had just died. She said.. "Devri- Vou sii died".. I started to cry and scream NO, I am so sorry, When, about an 2 hours ago, I found him in his room and tried to save him for 45 minutes, Dev I couldn't." I was so sad, as I got off the phone, still not really coherent with things, I turned to my husband " Call the Bishop"
Later that night I was heavily drugged up, I was non coherent with the things around me, my husband came in and literally stayed by my side to make sure I wasn't going to sleep because the anesthesia was still in me. He knelt down beside the bed grabbed my hand and started to say a prayer. I don't remember the prayer, but I do remember this...
A bright area was around me, and I heard once in a soft voice.. Devri, that man you talked to wasn't your son.. It was Vou sii.. Please let his mom know.
I woke up a while later, took a deep breathe and started to bawl.. My husband ran to my side and I cried for a very long time.
You see, I am not telling you this story to say that I am special, or that I think it is cool that I have had this experience, but to let you all know this.....
You see I could very well have had my surgery in July.. or August,, Nov. The week before Christmas.. But I had a strange feeling not to, I thought I was cuz I was afraid, it wasn't. I know now know why.. Every thing has it's time and place in life..And I had to break my foot, and be afraid of surgery, up until the very last moment in a schedule change at the hospital, to taking 2 hours in the surgery room, to not waking up for 3 1/2 hours. You see It needed to be.. My friend has had a very sad life, she is a fighter, but her husband is not a good man, but yet this woman is faithful to her faith, she is my strength, and her kids are her life, and I needed to be the one who was close to her, to let her know that her son was going to be OK, and to let him go.
You see I was coming to, as he was passing.
When I called his mother that next night, I simply told her this.. Janet, you know I am not the kind of girl, who receives revelations, or high and mighty things happen, but I need to let you know, this.. As I explained what I saw as I was coming to, she was bawling, and simply stopped.. "Devri, do you know how much that helps me, I feel like I can go on now, you see as you were talking to him, I was punching his chest so hard, I just wanted him to come back to me.
I was angry at first about all the bad stuff that has happened to me, why could this all be happening, but it slowly went away, each day things became a little more known to me like finding a hard piece to a puzzle..
I am so grateful to have had this great experience, I am ( and have been crying through this whole post and hope you have felt the spirit that is with me, while I typed this today.
We all have our own trials that we go through, But I know without a shadow of a doubt that their is a reason behind it all, and their has been many times I haven't gotten or understood any of mine.
But that is not the case this time, and I am grateful for this experience. yes, the good and the bad because it has lifted my Testimony to extremes that I thought never were possible..
I know that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is true. I know that Joseph Smith translated the Book Of Mormon, and it is to be the true book of God. I know that If we strive to keep the Commandments of our Heavenly Father, that our families can be together forever.
Janet and her family has had a life changing experience, but I do know that it was meant to be, and it was meant for their family to change, so that they can be together with Vou sii one day again.
Oh my friend NauliVou Sii, until we meet again.