Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse...

...I got sick.

Ever since we got to Bogota on Monday I've had a headache, neck pain and couldn't sleep (four days), then on Tuesday I woke up with a sore throat. I just attributed it to the altitude and just tried to ignore it. But yesterday around noon I noticed that I had hugely swollen lymph nodes on my neck, it hurt to swallow and my head was hurting even worse. I couldn't make myself do anything all day and by dinner time if I moved, my head started pounding and I got so dizzy that I thought I was going to faint (I didn't though, I'm much too stubborn to faint). Mom decided to call a doctor since we were in a foreign country and I am completely non-immunized. I think the lymph nodes kinda were worrying her. So in Colombia Doctors make house calls! Don't you think the US should start doing that? So after like an hour and a half of well, being extremely miserable and trying not to get sicker from watching the kids run around screaming the Doctor finally showed up. She looked at my throat and said that I have strep. After looking at a few other things she started writing down what I had to do to get well. She gave me antibiotics, painkillers and told me to gargle with hydrogen peroxide. Then she said I probably wouldn't be able to eat normal foods for a few days so we could get me some yogurt, ice-cream or maybe even some baby food. EXCUSE ME?!?!?! Baby food? Did she really think I could eat that stuff? Oh and as she was about to leave she said that I had to stay in bed until Sunday morning. On Sunday I could leave my room and come down for lunch. WHAT?!?!?!? Solitary confinement for 63 hours? Did she really think I could do that? I mean 63 hours in bed? Not leaving my room? Oh gosh.

Well, I took the painkillers and antibiotics and got a good nights sleep. The first I've had since Sunday. It was amazing. I missed you sleep! I woke up this morning feeling pretty good (painkillers are amazing things aren't they?). My head didn't hurt very bad and my throat was good enough that I could eat real-ish food for breakfast. I still feel a little dizzy when I get up (yeah I'm trying to force myself to stay in bed but I've broken my bonds a few times) and my legs feel a little shaky but overall I feel pretty good. (still loving the painkillers!). The solitary confinement is still getting to me, I keep hearing laughter and talking coming from outside my room and wishing I were out there. :( Just 51 hours left (trying to comfort myself here).

Oh, I have some "good news" too! The judge finally accepted our case yesterday, two weeks after we submitted it. We though we would have had sentencia by now and just be finishing things up now. Everything is going much, much slower then we had hoped. It could be another three weeks before we are finished here. Mom, Dominic and I are probably going to go home as planned on the 25th but that will mean leaving Dad here with the three kids. o.o Kinda scary. We'll see what happens. Maybe the judge will hurry up and give us sentencia so we can all go home before Easter? Please pray for him to hurry!

Well, I will now go stare out my barred windows and listen through the keyhole of my door hoping to get some information that will help me escape. ;) Please pray that no one else gets strep and that I get well fast (like before I go crazy from being in the one room by my self). 

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