peace out BBC

If your wondering why I'm not smiling in this picture, there are many reasons why a smile isn't allowed on my face. For one, I had to leave the most amazing kids in the world at a church camp that now has one less counselor. This not only makes me stop smiling, but brings a few tears to my eyes. The other reason is that it is actually impossible for me to smile. You see, apparently a few of the "lucky ones" get an infection in some of their sockets after having surgery on their wisdom teeth. Oh yeah guys, I'm the lucky one. Best luck ever. 

I woke up with one jaw bigger than the other on Wednesday. My left cheek had swollen up to the point where I couldn’t talk without a pain clearly making itself known in my mouth. We called the hospital, got my prescription for 9 pills a day, and I was sent back home. 

Right before I left, I went to hug the little girl I had been keeping an eye on the whole week. I told her I was leaving camp because I had a bad infection in my mouth, and her lips started quivering until tears rolled down her cheeks. It broke my heart to leave these children after I had spent so much time getting to know their names and the kind of people they were on the inside. She held on to me for a few seconds until her tears stopped and I just had to walk away. I waved good bye and watched their faces fall. Mine fell, too. The drive home was three hours of wishing I was still in a place that had a lot of little smiles and laughter. It's so depressing to be back home when all of my campers are still at camp learning more about God without me. 

I’m now stuck with a major infection in my socket and have a daily dose of 16 pills a day. This isn’t fun at all. My hospital visit went well but the news was a little worse than expected. With no sign of improvement after three doses of antibiotics, the doctor was a little concerned and talked of scary things such as blood infections. If I am not better in 12 hours, I will have to be brought to the emergency room and put on an IV. I hate all these pills, they are making my emotions go crazy. Steroids really pull on your heart strings.. and a lot of other strings. 

Look at that face. That's so embarrassing. My jaw is so swollen and my face looks lopsided. HELP!

Oh and I kept a journal at camp. Just keep reading for the next few days if ya wanna read all about my WONDERFUL experiences and all the wonderful kids that I had to leave a few days ago. So yeah, keep reading now that I'm back on my blog (if I'm not hooked up to an IV, that is).