Trip to San Salvador

So the reason I didn´t post yesterday was because I ended up in the private hospital in San Salvador about an hour away from where I´m staying. Here´s the whole story.
   I was getting in the truck and decided to climb up and sit on top of the cab because I´ve been doing it all week. The spare tire is what I always use as a step but the problem is, when you get on the tire, you´re facing where you want to sit. So you have to turn around. This time i didn´t move my feet, only my legs and the rest of  me... Then my knee popped out of it´s place and  I just started screaming because it hurt so badly. Finally someone noticed my knee was sticking way too far out to be normal and moved me into Trent and Stuart´s van so I could go see their friend Doctor Carlos. When we got there, he was in San Salvador and said he could try to come back. In the mean time I had to get a needle (those are my worst fear) and Karrie Lyn tried to keep me calm in the back with my dad. After the needle, we found out that traffic back to San Vicente was too  bad and that we had to drive to San Salvador to see the doctor and go get it popped back in. So we dropped off the people who didn´t need to go and Karrie tried to keep me distracted from looking at it and the pain. A little over an hour later, my knee had kind of slid back but not much and we met Carlos in front of this Costo type place. He took us to the private hospital and used his connections to get us in the ´Doctors only´ parking lot and a gurney bed thingy and stuff. In the car he popped it back in and didn´t tell me he was going to and it was the worst feeling ever. The pain didn´t really go away. I do have pills though, they´re really strong because I can only take 1 every 8 hours and it actually works.
   So that´s what happened yesterday. Today was just a bunch of sappy goodbyes that I don´t really need to explain. Good night!