LIFE IN TRONDHEIM

Nancy was in the hospital from Thursday evening to Sunday afternoon. They let her out to attend the mission conference meetings on Saturday and Sunday, just had to be back to get her fix of penicillin every 6 hours. The conference was good, and we had the opportunity to meet the counselors in the mission presidency--one from Drammen and one from Bergen. They are both very good teachers of the gospel and gave good talks. I got called on to bear my testimony in the Sunday meeting.This was a great conference and there were more than the normal numbers in attendance. I counted 65, including 4 investigators and a less active couple.

During the week, we went to dinner and a teaching appointment with the sisters to a young couple (Sverre and Tamsyn). They are both retired professional snowboarders, she is from NY (Ithaca) and he is from Norway. They met at a snowboard competition and now here they are afte about 7 years of marriage. They live in a lovely log home (with sod roof) near a beautiful lake called Jonsvatnet. I had to stop and take pictures as we crossed the lake at one point on a bridge.

We have been busy moving the sisters from one apt to another and looking for a new apt for the elders, as the place where they are living (our original apt) is quite a ways out for missionaries without a car.

Pictures are from Jonsvatnet and of sister Johnson, Nancy and Sister Johansen (MP wife) and Nancy and I in front of the Sisters apt building.

Email sent 10/18/09:

Nancy was released from the hospital yesterday afternoon. Hopefully she will not be visiting there any time again in the near future. The hospital system has been interesting. All of the doctors and nurses have been very kind and helpful and professional.  On Saturday and Sunday we were having our mission conference, and mom was to play the organ, so she told the doctor she needed to be at church at from 3:30 to 5:30 and 6:30 to 8:30 on Saturday and from 11-2 on Sunday. He said, OK, just get your IV before you leave Saturday early, come back  between the meetings for another refill and get your dose before you leave on Sunday morning, then return after. She still had the needle for the IV in her arm, but covered it with a long sleeve sweater and no one knew that she was an escapee from the hospital.

When she went back on Sunday afternoon, the doctor told her that she was now free to go home and take the pills he prescribed.

We had a great conference and enjoyed getting to know the counselors in the mission presidency. I had the opportunity to bear my testimony in the sunday session. I was translating for mom and told her that he announced that they wanted her to bear her testimony, but she understood enough to know that he said Eldste Sorensen, not Soster sorensen.

Love,

mom and dad/Gerald and Nancy/Elder and Sister Sorensen/grandma and grandpa