rocking the boat. still.

I can't sleep right now.

I just got off of a 4-day cruise. And I guess I don't have my land-legs back yet. Then again, I guess I never really found my sea legs either. The waves were rough on the last day of the cruise. We had a "day at sea" returning from Cozumel. That day was a day of hell. The seas were beating up the ship. The waves were 12+ feet. The ship was literally rocking back and forth. It wasn't a gentle rock--not a soothing type of thing at all. Everyone walked side to side-- or stumbled, rather. I felt like I was drunk when I woke up at 8am on Sunday morning. The winds had shifted during the night and the boat rocking was well upon us.

My mother was a speaker at a conference on the ship. Her second talk was Sunday morning at 9:30am. I woke to the sound of her puking at 8am. I had to fight the rocking boat and go find the event coordinator to tell her that-- unless she wanted my mother periodically puking through her speech--she would have to cancel my mother's talk. Kindly, she canceled the talk. I stumbled to the cafeteria to get some bread for my sickly mother. I felt drunk the whole time I was walking. It was a relief to be back in the room and sitting on my bed where at least I didn't trip over myself each time the ship tipped. I swayed with the boat sitting in my bed. I finally got up in the afternoon to go watch football at one of the bars. Somehow, people were still drinking while the waves abused the sides of the ship and my insides. Mother never made it out of bed until Monday morning when we debarked.

Saturday was great (we spent most of the day shopping in Cozumel) except for that part were I got a horrible migraine. It was one of those that came on slowly but knocked me on my ass when it hit me full on. My migraine kept me in bed all evening Saturday. Good times.

But here I sit, after I'm off the damn boat, still not feeling so well. I keep feeling like I'm on the boat. Like the "boat" is still rocking. I lie in bed and feel like the world is violently rocking. I sit in a chair and feel like I'm on the verge of falling off if the "boat" tips too far to one side.

If I never go on a cruise ship again, it will be too soon. Well, unless there's a shit-ton of cash (with no taxes) involved.