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After about a week or so of living in Laguna de Apoyo, Quinn and I were becoming quite comfortable with the daily tasks of the hostel. We quickly realized that by working as a team we were able to get all of the tasks completed at the hostel and restaurant with enough time to work on our Life Out of Box project.
We loved our life balance of meeting guests from all over the world, learning Spanish from conversing and managing the employees, learning how to manage a restaurant bar and hostel, working on our own business while also having the time to read books about the art of entrepreneurship. Together we could do everything we wanted to do. After a full day of work Quinn and I would fall asleep and not wake up until early in the morning when the roosters and howler monkeys made us. Except for one night.
Quinn woke me up in the middle of the night, chattering her teeth and begging for blankets. She was sick. I grabbed every piece of clothing I could find and made her put them on. Then I grabbed our towels and put them on her as well. Her body temperature was extremely high but she was trembling with shivers. My first thought was that it was just a horrible flu. I would just take care of her in between managing the hostel and make sure that she rested all day. An hour or so later, with the pile of clothing and towels on top of her, she finally fell back asleep.
Three days later, after being bed ridden with shivers and fatigue, Quinn felt like she was better enough to come out of the room and share a cup of tea with me in the restaurant. She was determined to get better and be back to normal as soon as she could. She came downstairs, grabbed a mug and tea bag and walked over to pour the hot water in the cup.
All of a sudden, as I was assisting a guest, Quinn quickly raced upstairs. I didn’t quite understand what was going on until, just 15 seconds later, another guest came running down and told me she had fainted in front of our room. She had run upstairs in fear of fainting in public. I sprinted up and knew right away that whatever she was sick with was not a normal flu. I insisted that she had to go to the doctor early the next morning. Quinn didn’t want to go without me but, because of our new responsibility at the hostel, we knew we couldn’t go together. We agreed that we would see how she felt in the morning.
That night Quinn woke me up begging for blankets. Once again, her body felt extremely hot but she was freezing. I told her that she was going to the doctors first thing in the morning. She had to go. She wasn’t getting any better–she was actually getting worse. We both tried to go to sleep but had a very hard time doing so. As Quinn was shivering in my arms, I couldn’t sleep because I kept wondering and worrying why she was not healing.