When I first got sick in Nov. '02 we were pretty new to our ward there, but they knew who we were because my VT'ers came and visited me in the hospital and at the time I thought everything was fine and I was going to be going home the next day! Needless to say that was the night that I got put on a ventilator and then spent the next week in ICU!!
Well, first off I was in the hospital for two weeks and nobody called or left a card! I mean nobody, and the bishop even knew I was in the hospital longer on the edge of death! I came home and then proceeded to go back to the hospital every week for 3-4 days I would come home and then have to go back again!!! And I never heard from my VT'ers again! They knew I had been sick, they visited me in the hospital, yet no check up to see if I did make it home or how I was doing, not even at christmas time was I remembered!!! This went on all through out dec. and half of January! And this whole time NOBODY called or came by or wrote a note. So the first sunday back I half expected a 'are you new?' or 'I don't remember your name' or at least a 'welcome back' I got NOTHING!!! nobody said a word to me!!!! Honestly that was the first time I ever thought of not going back to church! I couldn't believe that with all I had been through the last two months and nobody cared. I finally decided that I don't go to church for the social aspect and went back.
Over the next two years that we lived in the ward it got better when I would be sick and go to the hospital, a few people would remember us and care about us. Sometimes I think people rely on taking meals in as a way to replace caring or shows that they care. In our ward now they are pretty good, our bishop is amazing, but I have still felt the out cast! NOBODY comes by to visit! NOBODY calls! NOBODY leaves cards (okay now I'm tearing up). I thought I had friends, we live in a cul-de-sac and I thought we took care of each other! there would be times that I have been sitting outside (with my oxygen tube it only reaches in the back yard, if I want to go further I have to change to my portable one) and my neighbor might wave to me but not make the effort to come say hi! or once my own VT walked right by the gate and just waved! Didn't say hi or ask how I was!!!!!! it really hurts! But I don't want to have hard feelings toward them, I try to look at it from their shoes, they are uncomfortable since I am wearing oxygen?....that is what brought me to the blogging world so much because it was friends, there was caring and sharing, I felt a part of the outside world again.
I know this didn't come out the way I wanted it too, the main message here being that if people are sick and you don't know what to do for them, a card or email (if they are on the computer a lot like me) or a phone call is so nice, just letting them know that you are thinking of them will mean so much to them! Trust me I know.
I know in the picture I don't have oxygen on but I do have to wear it 24/7 I just take it off for pictures!






