San Ramon- A Surprise Stop

Trip Start Apr 28, 2009
Trip End Mar 26, 2010

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Flag of Costa Rica  , Province of Alajuela,
Monday, August 31, 2009

San Ramon- A Surprise Stop

We decided to break away from the jungle and head to Jaco for sun, beach and some civilized comforts. Our time in La Fortuna was great but was not working well for my work. The whole region had little too no cellular coverage and the Internet was very poor to say the least, making it difficult to do my day-to-day business. Looking at the map it appeared we had around 100-150 km to drive to Jaco but we found that the whole region was quite mountainous making the time to drive this distance long and tedious. Fortunately, the roads were straightforward and well maintained.

It was a good travel day as the weather was dull and dreary, and my mother was not feeling 100%. The drive through the highlands revealed huge farms growing coffee, ornamental plants (that we are familiar with in North America) and tons of canopy tours, offering zip lines, Tarzan swings and waterfall repelling. It was truly a beautiful region rich in agriculture and adventure.

My mom, the night before, had noted that a couple of bug bites on her legs were swelling bad and beginning to hurt, but we were hopping that they would get better. We arrived in San Ramon at about 2:30 pm and we noticed a clinic on the side of the road. It look like this might be a good chance to have these bites quickly looked at, as they seem to be getting worse and my mother was beginning to feel a fever come on. Like many places we began the gringo confusion, lining up at the pharmacy and slowly being handed off to one person to the next until we were in the right place, standing in front of a door waiting for someone or something. At this time we realized that it was not a clinic but a hospital, and like all hospitals everyone is waiting for something. We stood at the door for around 15 minutes and a lady popped her head out, looked at my moms bites, and handed her a green card. She pointed for us to go around the corner and stand in line for something else. At this time my mom was think she really didn't want to wait but her bites were looking fairly red. We all thought since we were there that maybe we should stay.

My mother registered herself with the hospital having to answer questions like what her father’s name is and her mother’s name, along with a few other random questions. The price to have her foot check was equivalent to US$48. We then waited and waited and soon all the patients in the hospital waiting to see a doctor when we arrived were gone. In our family we have patience but it was beginning to stretch even too far for us. We had waited 2 hours and Christina decided that she would pop her head in on one of the Doctors to see if our paper work had been miss-placed. Ten minutes later we were called in by the doctor. The Lady checking my Mom had the head doctor of the ward look at the bites and he noted, "you are sweet" with us all thinking he was complimenting my mother. But then he replies “yeah, you are sweet for the mosquitoes”. In the end my mother was prescribed some antibiotics and insect cream to fix the bites and told to elevate her leg while she rested to cure the infection; we all expect her to have a full recovery.

We left San Ramon thinking it was good that we stopped to have the bites checked. It could have turned into something worse. We stopped for some comfort food, Kentucky Fried Chicken and Mickey D’s, and headed up Highway 1 finding a small bed and breakfast to rest for the night.
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