It's been sooooo long.

Well... not really but I was blogging daily, and now it's been 5 whole days, so it feels like forever. There's been a lot happening, so I'll get to it straight away.

Updates:
Magoo is doing somewhat better. He started the medication Saturday evening. By Sunday afternoon, we thought we were in the clear. He was clearly feeling better and his symptoms for the most part seemed to be on the mend. Yesterday we noticed he was on a down-slide. A lot more crying, tugging at his ears, placing his hands on his head - in a weird distressed way, more fever, and not his usual happy-magoo-self. So we decided to call the Doctora.

She asked us to come back in with Myles, so we went back to the ER (b/c that's where she works) and re-started the process to get seen. We went in reception, paid our bill, and waited to be called. The nurse took us in and Magoo went through Triage. The nurse spoke basic English and told us to wait for the Doctora.

The Doctora did not speak any English so an interpreter was brought in. She decided to do a blood test on Myles because his ears looked better but his throat did not look better. So she thought he might have Mono. -Yes, Mononucleosis. So they shuffled us onto another room and took Myles' blood. And that was just AWFUL. He cried, and cried, and screamed, and cried, and screamed. I felt like crying but told myself, you're the mother, you HAVE to keep it together. God it was awful. Morgan was great, and I'm so glad he was there, because he helped me keep calm.

2 needle pokes later, blood was drawn and the nurse told us to come back in an hour to receive the results. We all found a nice little courtyard in another part of the hospital and hung for an hour. It was a nice break. 50 minutes later we returned to the ER and found this:

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If you look closely, you'll see there is NOTHING. Seriously, all the chairs, patients, doctors, nurses, and staff were removed from the ER area. We walked around with blank stares on our faces. We seriously couldn't believe it. The entire area was cleared out in less than an hour. A staff member finally came up to us and asked us what we needed. He was able to take us to a new part of the hospital where the ER staff was now placed. The nurse said, "We've been looking for you! Go sit over there and wait." WHAT? They were looking for us?!?! WHERE? And they were looking for us, but now we have to wait another 5 minutes (30 mins in reality)??? -We really wondered if we were being punked. Seriously, I looked for hidden cameras.

We were finally called in to see the Doctora (with no explanation of the change of scenery). She said that Myles blood test revealed that he has an infection. But we have to return tomorrow to get the Mono results. She wants him to continue on the medication and we'll make a better plan tomorrow.

I'll keep you updated on what happens next.
UPDATE Sept 23, 2011
Dra. says he's doing better. Test results will be back Monday. But things are looking up!

My finger:
Long story short: I went to the Doctor to get a professional opinion on how to treat the infection. More antibiotics later, some gross stuff came out, and it is clearly on the mend. I give it a week before it's 100%.

Just to keep us in the Medical Care loop, I stepped on an earring Wednesday morning on the way to School. It pierced through the sole of my shoe INTO my foot! The moment it happened, I started crying. Not because it hurt, but because I was so pissed that I could potentially get another infection. Uggg. Sometimes this "adventurous life" is tough! I think it'll be fine, but it was a frustrating moment.

So now that we've got the medical stuff out of the way...

RAMONA IS HERE! She's our live-in nanny. She's been caring for Myles while Morgan and I go to Language School.

Which leads me to Language School. It's been so great. Our teacher- Profesora Melissa, is awesome. Morgan and I are the only two students. She's a great teacher and I feel like I'm making good progress. I know for sure Morgan has made progress as he is communicating very well with Locals. I need to be careful to not "lean" too much on his stronger skills. But I know this is going to be a great situation. I'm thankful we landed at this school with this teacher.

To my running partners and supporters: OMG! I've come to HATE running. It's so much harder here. Add lots of steep hills, 2,000+ feet altitude, rough roads, harsh pollution and cars with no apprehension of hitting pedestrians - and I've come to really dislike my sport. Thankfully Ramona is here to push me out the door to run. I hope she can help me get into a routine before she leaves so I can stick with it. But OMG it sucks!

Okay there are a lot more things to share. But I'll get those in over the weekend when there's more time.

I'll be honest, the Costa Rica "honeymoon" is over. This is real. It's not easy. But I'm growing as a person, and I think this is really good for our family.