Sick, sick, sick

Hey,
So my exciting week off is turning out to be terrible! We made it over the Carribean side a day early (last thurs) and we really love it over here! We had a beautiful Friday in a little town called Cahuita- beautiful beaches, cool monkeys and hikes, awesome food (including the best crepes ever!). The music was fun and attitude mellow. Sat. we went to the slightly bigger and more touristy town- Puerto Viejo, had a pretty mellow day (it rained) good dinner, watched a movie in town and went to bed. We were staying at this awesome huge hostel, Josh and I choose to sleep in hammocks and Eric and Agata got a private room. Anyway, I got super sick in the middle of the night (vomiting and other things) and realized I was really bad. I finally woke Agata up at 8 and told them all that I had to go to the clinic. I needed Agata to go with me to translate. Everyone went and another nice hostel kid gave us a ride to the clinic that was 30 minutes away on a bad road. Long story short- they kept me at the clinic for almost 10 hours, I got IV fluids and some unknown drugs, was poked a proded so much. They told me that my blood test showed that I was anemic and I needed to come back the next day. I was sent home with anti-biotics and rehydration salts. The mean nurse there was going to keep me overnight, but thankgod, they released me. It was scary there and they don't wear gloves or anything. I slept for about 15 hours straight then went back to the stupid clinic, got poked again, waited with poor Josh for 5 hours and they said my blood was fine. I was still sick, however, just tired and weak. We had moved to nice rooms, with clean big bathrooms and jacuzzi tubs. The owner was really nice (from Chicago) and gave us a deal. I pretty much slept for 3 days. We got ready to go yesterday, but Agata was sick (with something very similar, minus vomiting. Josh, Tony and I went without them over the border to Bocas del Toro, Panama- these cool cool islands. It was dark when we got here so we pretty much just got a room and went to bed. I got sick AGAIN all night- had to move to another nicer room at 8 this morning, sent Josh to the pharmacy and stayed in bed all day. I'm barely strong enough to type this. This week sucks, and Í'm bummed because we are in such cool places and I've only seen hotel rooms. The planned group trip (which I decided not to go on, because it was expensive and we wanted to to our own thing) is here on the island too. We ran into most of the kids and chaperones last night. I asked the director of our program if I could go back to Puntarenas with the group tomorrow, so I am cutting my vacation short. Boo hoo. It is really sad because we had decided yesterday to go to Panama city and the canal. You can fly from here for $40 dollars. The boys are still going. Maybe I will get to go when Ben and Aaron visit. They will be here from Dec. 13th- Jan 11th, so we will cover some ground I hope.
Sorry this is so negative- I'm down a ton of money that I wasn't planning on spending and I'm still feeling bad. But I'm definitely alot better than I was.
I will try to call some of you (A. Kathy, Grandma, Ben, Mom, etc) next week.
I can't believe I missing the awesome carribean food. Sad.
Love you guys so much!