21 Oct 2018

Expedition To Emperor Penguins by Maureen

5/16

Star 0

Comment0

I did not get a good night’s sleep. A lot more rocking and rolling. I was told that we had a ~35° roll. Our cabin’s desk chair was strapped down to the floor, but it managed to come undone and roll across the room. My cabinmate likes to put all her things on the desk, so those all went scattering across the room. She also put her suitcase against a wall, so it slid back and forth, banging against the metal wall. I threw a towel between her suitcase and the wall - one problem solved. She got up and grabbed the chair while I strapped back into place. She did re-stack her things on the desk, but they all just went back on the floor after another decent roll. Aye aye aye. And with each heavy roll, I have to grip the side of my mattress to prevent me from sliding out. Not at all a restful night’s sleep.

So today, I have decided that there is no good reason to leave my cabin. My cabinmate brought me some pastries from breakfast. I still had lots of tea in my thermos. And while my cabinmate kept coming and going, she complained each time about how difficult it was to get around. I wanted to point out that there was an easy way to avoid her risking her health as she slid across the floor. **In fact, just a bit after writing this, Anita came into the cabin, didn’t close the door behind her, so she turned around to do that and didn’t have a grip on anything in the cabin. It was then that the ship lurched and she was thrown straight towards me across the cabin, her head ramming straight into the metal wall. She was draped over my sofa bed and I tried to assess the damage to her and one of the staff members must have heard the bang and came right in. She called for Sam, the ship’s doctor. Sam arrived with a ziplock full of ice. She briefed us on the symptoms of a concussion which are very similar to experiencing seasickness, so rather difficult to tell the two apart in these conditions, but she seemed confident that Anita wasn’t concussed. Poor Anita got an immediate goose-egg on her forehead. She and I both resumed our lying in bed for the afternoon.

Star 0

Comment0

So I did end up getting dressed and went down to the lounge. I needed tea and more sustenance. Tea made, banana grabbed, I went back to my cabin. I tried to take a video of the swinging towels in the bathroom (I don’t have swinging curtains in this cabin) and managed to be slid off the bed and across the floor on my butt. OK, no more trying to do that.

I think the ship’s captain does his best to position us well for meals times. I was able to go down to dinner and chat for a bit. Then it got dark, my horizon disappeared, and one of my table mates said, “You need to go back to your cabin. You just turned gray.” And so I did.

There were two staff members who checked in on me today and both had mentioned that I change the position of the sofa bed I was sleeping on. I was able to fold up one side, climb over it and down into a “coffin.” It turned my bed into half its size, but allowed me no room to roll around. When my cabinmate came in later that evening, she exclaimed, “Maureen! What’s happened to you?! Are you OK?!” I told her I was fine and that this is what the staff recommended I do with the bed. I also apologized in advance if I needed to climb over the corner of her bed if I needed to pee in the middle of the night.