Well this stinks. I'm sitting in my room back in Baltimore right now. Stressing about whether or not I will be allowed to return to finish my service in Puerto Escondido. Last Saturday I was planning my trip to Celebrando Sur with some of my youth and playing volleyballand now I'm plastered to the couch drugged up watching MTV tres and Univision to keep up on my Spanish.

I found out I had to get flown to Washington DC for surgery they couldn't do in the country. It's not that serious. I will be fine, but there is a 45 day limit on how long I can be out of the country for medical issues. If my issue doesn't clear up in that amount of time or the medical board decides they don't want me to return to the country because of the issue I will not be going back. BOGUS!  Even though I whined and complained through it all, it still drives me insane that I have been displaced unwillingly. I already had vacation planned until September anyway, so I will definitely be here for a good number of weeks.

I guess I better just eat as much food variety as possibly while here, take advantage of English cable, and plan out an alternate life just in case they decide I'm not able to return... under their authorization anyway. They can't ban me from the country. "I do what I want!" It's a full house in here anyway. I don't need to add to the chaos. There's 7 of us right now fighting for our right to use the bathroom and tv plus 2 cats and a dog getting caught up in the mix. aarrggghhhhh