Still a good day...

It seems like things keep getting worse, but no matter how bad it is, I can still call today a good day. I'm happy. I woke up this morning thinking it would be the same as yesterday, but to my surprise I found out that it was full of a bit more adventure. School was great. The kids were quiet. Shayne told me I was the best teacher in the world. They drew me pictures and I played basketball with them at recess. At lunch I could no longer walk because I was in so much pain. My foot was swollen to almost twice the normal size and any pressure at all would burst bubbles of fluid on my feet. I said I was fine and the kids were happy that I was okay. Right after school finished Ms. Feydra came in to get a list of the kids names. She saw my foot and flipped out. She told me I needed to go to the hospital again and made me go to the office. I'm so happy that she did. Eunice was there and took me straight to the ER. They took a look at my foot and didn't know what to do. They said, oh, benedryl maybe? I ended up paying $80 for antibiotics and crutches. The crazy thing is that a good friend, Bill Hyatt, sent me a letter the day before. In it was a really nice card and $80. At the time I thought it was crazy. 80 is a random number...who knew it was exactly what I needed. God did! After I left I went straight to the principal. The ER told me that a specialist was flying in from Taiwan on Friday and I should be there to get checked out. Nelson took one look at my foot and freaked out. He called the GMM and tons of other important people to get me air lifted to Guam! I was so scared. I'm all alone here. I know there are tons of other SM's and people, but I wish my parents were here! I couldn't even call them. He told me that if by Friday it doesn't get better, I'm going to Guam. He's the nicest man. He wanted me to get a second opinion so he sent me to a clinic nearby. Just as I was leaving, Tammi, Jeanine, and Austin all piled in the car! I was so happy not to be alone and it was great to have some reassurance that I wasn't alone when all I felt like doing was crying. The clinic was great! They took some blood and then when I finally saw the doctor she diagnosed me with something...but it sounded like exactly what I have. She prescribed me even more medicine. On top of the 12 pills I had to take from the ER, she added 8 more a day! 20 pills! Luckily she took away a few so I only ended up with 12 again. Everyone at the school was so nice coming to see me while I was waiting and helping me maneuver the crutches. It hurts like a million bee stings, and I can't feel my foot or bend my toes. Nelson got me a substitute teacher for the week, so I can keep my foot up, and wait for the specialist Friday to see if I need to go to Guam. The worst part is that I can't go scuba diving for at least 2-3 weeks. I hope that I can still finish because that's all I really want to do here in Palau. I know God is here though. Along with the $80, and support from people that aren't even in Palau, as well as those that are, I still feel peaceful. I know that everything will be okay. I was scared for a bit when Austin was teasing me about it getting amputated, but I realized that God is in control. I'm here because he wants me to be. He knew what I was getting myself into and he still sent me. If he wants me to take a few days off of school, who am I to argue! Mom, Dad- I'm okay! You don't have to send me a million texts or try to get in touch ASAP. I am fine. A little sad, in pain, but I'm okay. These people are great. I'm doing okay :]. Life is just one big surprise isn't it. Even if I do go to Guam, they have Taco Bell there! I already got an order from Tammi and Jeanine! It may not be ideal, but it was still a good day.