Check please!

So getting lice is a pretty normal occurrence hear, especially for the kids. I had not noticed any children crawling with it, but it is hard to tell when someone has lice when they have hair the same color as the lice. Last Saturday was a pretty normal Saturday. We walked a lot near the Ark, a very beautiful walk with surrounding mountains, amazing clouds, and intricate flowers. At night we ate in town and then decided to go to a house of one of the missionaries to hang out for a while. My head had been itching since the moment I woke up in the morning, so I finally asked one of my friends to check my head. Sure enough, I had some bugs. Everyone kept their distance for the rest of the night, and when we got home most of the girls went straight to bed. I guess they were tired. I stayed up shampooing my head with this special lice killer shampoo, my friend went through my head again and said she didn't see them anymore, but I blow dried and straightened my hair just to be sure. The next day was church and I had a hard time staying awake. For some reason, my friends picked last Sunday to sit in the front. Well, I have not had any more problems with lice and have blow dried and straightened my hair everday since Saturday. I am not really the type of girl who gets up an hour earlier just to do her hair, but this week, I am that girl, for the sake of protecting my head from lice. I have also found out I have some kind of blood infection that isn't dangerous, just really gross. I most likely got it from one of the kids, they sometimes pick your scabs for you, and if their nails are dirty with the infectious stuff, you get the infection. The children have shared so much with me since I got here - bracelets, candy, lice, blood infections - but I have to say goodbye to them tomorrow. It is the last day of the summer program at Palo Blanco, and all that is left after tomorrow is to clean the school, visit La Vega with the people from Anija (where Bethany works), and clean the house. Oh by the way, my dad's birthday is also tomorrow, and though he has many more years than I do, he still runs around like he has twenty years. Happy Birthday, Dad! So basically a week until I am back, but it really seems like I just got here. Please pray that the rest of my time spent here would bring glory to God, and that he would continue to work in my heart when I return. One more blog from the DR is possible, but I would not hold my breath if I were you.