Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica, 0 miles

Amie is better today, but only marginally. I didn’t sleep much, getting up frequently to check on her as she lay curled up on the bathroom floor. I struck out to find a doctor, or at least a pharmacy at 8am as that was the soonest I could expect something to open. I was very happy to find out this town has both. I was able to get a thermometer and speak to a doctor within an hour. The doctor said that I shouldn’t assume malaria, especially since we were taking chloroquine (malaria preventative). She assured me that many types of bacteria and virus found in food and water could cause the symptoms including fever and chills. Back in the room amie’s temp read 37C—which is like 98.5F, pretty darn close to normal. This, along with what the doctor said, and her close proximity made me feel MUCH better about everything.

We passed the day lying in bed, me reading, amie sipping water and eating the Costa Rican equivalent of saltines. Very slowly I could see her improving. I seriously doubt we will be able to leave early tomorrow morning as we planned in order to meet our Panama City deadline. Oh well, health comes first.

Sorry, no pics.