Caroline woke up this morning with the tell-tale white spots on her swollen tonsils. The hotel staff called the doctor, who came to the hotel to check her out. It looks like she is following in my footsteps as far as throat ailments are concerned; the poor girl has strep. The doctor called in an antibiotic, which was then delivered to the hotel. I love the service! No waiting in a waiting room with other sick kiddos. No dropping off a prescription at CVS and picking it up an hour later. Hopefully the meds will help her get to feelign better soon.
It was a low-key sick day, with a movie in the morning and another one after a nice, long nap (which we all four partook in). Homemade pizza for dinner, which was delicious.
Our embassy appointment is tomorrow at 1:30. We SHOULD walk away a few hours later with the last piece of the adoption puzzle, Luisa's visa. We would then be able to return home at any time. However, due to the enormity of the cost to change our flights, we will most likely be keeping our original return flight, which is Friday. We are aching to be home, especially since C keeps getting sick and staying the whole week will mean Philip gets little or no time off once we are home, but it is what it is. We will try to make the best of it and tour Bogota a bit.
Also, there was a rather substantial earthquake (7.2) that struck just south of Cali, Luisa's birth city, today. I have heard from friends there that it was very strong, but there was little to no damage and no injuries. The children at Chiquitines, which is to the south of the city, are all safe. Praise the Lord!
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