This week we had another multizone meeting, and the doctor came over who is over all of Central America checking missionaries. He could only speak English, and they had a Latino translate for him. I am surprised how much is lost in translation, so his speech had a completely different effect in Spanish. Also in the multizone, the President warned us of the increasing gang danger. He wants us to take special precautions. They aren’t telling us what is going on in the capital.
My companion had his back sprain. He’s going to the capital for today with Elder Monzon for a CT scan. The doctor came over to the house the other night, gave him a message, and a shot of morphine. I thought he was crazy, but he did figure one good thing out. He looked at my companion’s asthma spray, and noticed he was taking steroids (which the doctors in San Salvador prescribed). We threw the bottle away. I guess that explains his hyperactivity.
Elder Dennis sprained his ankle today. We were running from car to car getting rides. But in the end, we made it to Ilobasko without spending a dime. All 8 missionaries inside the same car.