Rex wrote: The Elders were going to give Sister Raquita, our Relief Society President, a blessing at the hospital and asked us to come with them. We were not allowed to go into the CCU -Critical Care Unit. We were allowed to look through the glass windows. She was visibly in pain. Her daughter come out and told us the story: She had worked hard doing all the shopping herself and packaging boxes to deliver to three of the branch families. That night she woke up with chest pains. She has had a history of heart problems and was taken to the hospital here in Labasa. They couldn't give her a blessing that day, but as soon as she was good enough to move to another room, Brother Niudu gave her a blessing.

The doctors put her on some meds, but she didn’t respond so they tried some other meds and still no results. A couple weeks later, the Branch leaders told everyone she had taken a turn for the worse. They asked everyone to meet at the hospital at 6:00 P.M. Sunday night to show their support. As about thirty of us gathered at her hospital room, we were greeted by Sister Raquita sitting up in bed laughing, smiling, and talking to us.

One of her family told us the story of how things had turned around:

After about a week and about a half after she was admitted into the hospital, she was not doing well. Some doctors from the ship Mercy came to Labasa and looked at her. They told the local Doctors that the meds they were using were no longer used in the USA. The Mercy sent a Cardiologist to take a closer look. He looked at the Meds they had started her on and told them they were the right ones but had long expired. He ordered them to give her the new meds that had just arrived from the ship Mercy. (Brother and Sister Roth had delivered crates of new medicine to all the hospitals on the island sent by LDS Charities, known to us as Humanitarian Aid.) With the right unexpired new meds Sister Raquita started to get better.

Such a great number came to the hospital that night to visit her that I told the Branch President it was almost like church. He laughed. The branch sisters had prepared a beautiful song to sing to her, and I was asked to give the closing prayer.

One week later she walked the two blocks to church. She could barely stand up straight, and she was not looking well enough to come. She had been told by her doctor to stay in bed and only get up to go to the bathroom. She said she needed to come to take the sacrament.

Betty and I drove her home right after Sacrament meeting. The Missionary sisters helped her out to the truck. It was good to see her up, but she needs to do whatever it takes to get better. It made me realize I need to ask if we can have someone take the sacrament to her, Roop, and other shut ins.