The adventures of Carol Brown, representing Norwegian Cruise Line on a 6-month mission on the open sea to train the crew, explore new ports, seek new friends and experiences, and to boldly go where she has not gone before.
Carol’s log: Cruise Date: May 29, 2011 (At sea)
Started the day at the medical centre. My face really hurts and so do my teeth. Dr. Sylvia examines me and says that I have acute sinusitis. She gives me antibiotics, Cepacol, Tylenol, and Mucinex and gives me a slip for a sick day.
Before I left my cabin I noticed that the carpet in front of my cupboard is wet and I see where the dripping I haven’t been able to locate is coming from. It has soaked the box my computer came in and pooled on top of the cupboard. I removed the sopping box and use my hand towel to wipe off the cupboard. I call John who is responsible for crew areas to report the problem. John is efficient and has a plumber there in no time. He climbs up on my bed and opens the ceiling. The pipe is rotted almost all the way through. It has to be replaced he says and it will take the whole day and maybe into tomorrow. I’m in a lot of pain and need to take the medication and lay down. I call Filippo and give him the update. He says to give him half an hour to find me another cabin. True to his word, he has a guest cabin ready for me. It is plush in comparison to my cabin. I peel off my uniform and climb into bed. Sleep comes quickly but doesn’t last.
The phone rings. It is Laarni checking in and then Floyd and then a few people looking for Laarni. My face hurts except when I sleep on my back, which I hate. Floyd brings me lunch, then dinner, then a late night snack. I eat beef soup with dumplings, curry goat with rice and peas, a chicken breast with veggies and a fruit plate. It is all very tasty and that man has come through again caring for me when I need it. Each time he goes to leave me, he hugs me close and gently rubs my back. It is soothing and comforting. I’m not really attracted to him but I like that he likes me and wants to care for me. Maybe that’s what I need this time around is someone who wants to care for me rather than someone who wants me to care for him.
The luncheon Laarni and I were to run today doesn’t go well. The poor girl had to do everything by herself. She calls upset and wants to vent. I feel so badly that I wasn’t there for her today but I would have been unless to her. We’ll do better next time.
The voyage continues…