Monday January 3, 2010:

Daniel Honeycutt, Harvey Fiser, and myself went to the Merida, Mexico Hospital. We asked around for a doctor when we got there and they pointed us toward the emergency room so we walked over there and asked for the doctor again. Within about 2 minutes of being in the emergency room, I was being looked at by a doctor. After I tried to describe to him my symptoms, he walked out of the room and got one of those masks that people wear to avoid diseases. He looked in my throat and made a funny sound and started writing down prescriptions. Four prescriptions later I was walking towards the "farmacia". Within in an hour of leaving the house, we had seen a doctor, been prescribed medications, and picked up our medicine at the farmacia. Now, I am sitting here writing this blog after watching/sleeping through "Salt" and "Harry Potter" while everyone else went to the senotes all day.