Day 82: Ailments

I feel as though there have been so many things that have gone wrong today, most of them being physical matters. That being said, it has definitely not been the best day I've ever had, just kind of a "blah" feeling to it. Everyday that I've been here has been so wonderful, that when I have a slightly bad day, it seems so terrible because I compare it to all my other terrific days. I was just so somber, and nostalgic, today, that the hours just seemed to drag on and on. Thus, I don't want to write much about the day, I'll just jot down some of our pathetic issues of the day.

First off, Lexi woke up feeling rather sick; mostly she was nauseous and had a fever. The fever might have just been because her air conditioning wasn't working properly and she was wrapped up snuggly in her huge, furry, Asian blanket when I walked in her room. She was resistant to the help I was offering her, but I helped her anyways. I just turned both of her fans on, aimed them at her, tried to figure out her air conditioning issue, bought her a sprite and some little crackers (that turned out tasting like some gross, strawberry, freeze dried, puff things, whoops), got her some nausea medicine, and put cool rags (well, the cut off sleeves of my t-shirt) on her head and back. She got some rest and began feeling better around noon, so that was good news.

Then, I was feeling super homesick and just down for some reason, so I stayed in my room and played sappy love songs on my ukulele while Lexi and Jenna went to lay out at the pool. They were gone for a good three hours or so, so I had plenty of time to practice. Upon their return, I noticed that sweet Jenna came back with a different colored skin tone: bright pink. It was overcast today, so she didn't realize how strong the sun was while she was laying out. The front side of her body is bright pink, but there is a direct line that separates her pinkness from her normal skin tone. I feel terribly for her, because theres almost nothing you can do for sunburns, yet she is in a lot of pain and nearly nauseous from the severity of the burn. I rubbed some lavender lotion on her before she went to bed (and she about died because of how cold it was), fanned her down with her t-shirt, and then lightly tucked her into bed. I feel like the mother hen, taking care of her sick little babies. However, she said that she felt much better afterwards, so I'll take it.

Finally, my little issue of the day was the incredible number of mosquito bites that I have on my legs and feet. I don't know if a few little guys were eating me while I was sleeping last night, or if I got bit when I sat outside of Gina's pizza with Lex and Cameron. Either way, I have never had this many mosquito bites; I look like I have a disease. I tried counting them today, and I counted 88, so that's that. I'm miserably itchy, but I am trying to refrain from scratching. I just need to sleep and let all these problems pass. It may have been a bad day, but it isn't a bad life. There is so much good and that's all I've seen this trip, so when even the slightest bad thing happens, it seems huge. I'm just not used to it. So, I guess I am taking my fair share of badness and hoping this will be the last of the bad days. On that note, I'm going to bed now, goodnight.