Called my mom to go home already

Day 2 and I have already cried and wanted to go home. We went to see and experience the Poas Volcano. It was a beauty. So beautiful that it felt surreal- literally breath taking. The size and impact of the volcano made me feel so small. I am actually one small part of such a big world with a lot of beautiful other tiny pieces that we don't get to encounter in our natural comfort zone. After that exciting moment, I got sick. I was throwing up, crying, dizzy, my body ached, and I had a headache. No one,  not even me knew what was wrong or how to stop it. I felt so bad that I called my mom and explained to her that I'm going home and insisted that someone must have poisoned me because I felt like I was dying. But thanks to the help of Angela I made it through the day without booking a flight to New York.  Other than that i am having a good time but still hate the bugs.