After zip-lining

(post by Rachel)

Sick. I HATE sick people. But today, I am, unfortunately, one of them. Last night, at around 2:30 AM, I awoke with an uncomfortable stomach. I tossed and turned for three hours, until around 5:30 when I went to the bathroom to hopefully get rid of my stomach feeling. Little did I know, I was about to begin two hours of pure, puking, torture. I upchucked in the toilet that first time, and I must say it was much more disgusting than I remembered. I hadn’t tossed my cookies for about three years until last night. Until about 7:30 AM, I was in and out of the bathroom ridding my stomach of my dinner, and, coincidentally, some really good Costa Rican cookies. Now it is about 11:00 AM. Dad, Alex, and Grandma went to their volunteer jobs, while mom and I stayed here. I woke up about an hour ago, and have been feeling much better, and have not been puking. I pity Susan, because she now has to control from 8-10 little Spanish-only speaking kids with the help of only the daycare lady. Susan also doesn’t speak much Spanish, which will be difficult for her. Also, I have to miss going to some hot springs tonight, but at least I’ll have that opportunity again after our CCS volunteer work is done. Although, I have to say, being sick here isn’t as bad as it could because everyone at the house is helpful, and if I need anything, dad can get it from the tiny grocery store down the street. Well, that’s it about sickness in Costa Rica. Unfortunately, I think we have bad luck with sickness on vacations. For the last three international trips we’ve done someone’s gotten sick. In Lake Titicaca, Peru, it was mainly dad, but me too, with altitude sickness. In Italy 2009, mom got food poisoning. Now, in San Carlos, Costa Rica, I have the stomach flu. Next, it’s up to Alex and Grandma to get puking sick. I’m not looking forward to the almost certain gloom of more sickness on other trips…