In my case, and the case of the Emerald Princess’s current cruise, I think that colds are being passed around, mostly in the Princess Theater. There was an empty seat next to us a few days ago and, just before the show started, someone sat it and started sneezing immediately. It’s hard to give up a show you’ve waited nearly an hour for and we didn’t, and here I am.
We had a light, late breakfast on the Terrace Deck, which was quite breezy and in the 60s, but still partly sunny. I saw a few people trying to lay out in swimsuits but they eventually covered up and then finally gave up all together. That was day 4 of the 5 days to Ensenada, and the good outside weather was definitely behind us.
We went to lunch in the Botticelli Dining Room because they had a chicken soup the menu that looked really good, and, oh my, was it. We both had it, and then I had some more, but by the time I was finished, I just wanted to be back in the cabin.
When I finally woke up this morning I did a COVID and influenza self-test I brought from home and it was negative, which I was pretty certain it would be. This is a cold, plain and simple. I ended up laying in bed for nearly 24 hours, going from messy sneezy to totally stuffed up and inhaling nasal spray all night to feeling much better this morning. G said everyone was quite concerned when I missed dinner and Restaurant Manager Nebo had offered to send anything I might want to the cabin, but I really just wanted to sleep. G went to Voice of the Ocean and the Princess World Orchestra (last night’s Princess Theater show) and said that, when he finally returned to the cabin around 9:30pm, I didn’t even wake up.
When I did finally start to stir, this morning about 11am, my back was so stiff from so much time in bed that I could barely move. I used all the tools in my tool box to try to relieve the pain, but was making questionable progress. I told G to go to lunch and I would take my time and try to get there, but, let’s face it, Lido Deck forward is a long, far way from Deck 6 aft when you can barely lift your feet. I needed a rest stop in O’Malleys and another outside Crown Grill, and from there I texted G and said I’d be there in a minute. I was walking down the aft stairs from Deck 7 to 6 when I noticed my shoe was untied (really, does anyone else have this kind of luck?) and sat down on the second step from the bottom to try to reach my feet to re-tie it when G came looking for me and thought I had fallen there, and, good grief what a spectacle this had become. He tied my shoe and half carried me into the dining room where Nebo saw me and thought I was still that sick. Um, no. This whole thing started out as a simple cold which has mostly passed, but now I’m left with this.
It’s hell to get old.
After having soup for lunch I walked around a little and that helped loosen things up. I ended up skipping the Aloha Oe festival in Club Fusion where guests show off the ukulele and hula skills we’ve been working on, which was a pity but I didn’t feel I could stand there and play, and, besides, I’ll get a make up chance next cruise. The extra practice sessions certainly won’t hurt.
I spent the afternoon laying on my lumbar stretcher on the cabin floor with my legs on the bed and that really did the trick. But I started feeling stuffy again and G talked me out of going to dinner but suggested I could try going to the show but that is how I got sick in the first place and I don’t want to spread this. Then CD Nathan announced that, due to cast illness (it really is a sick ship), Magic To Do was being cancelled again, and instead Jason O would do his Sing Us a Song show, so I decided to just have some dinner in the World Fresh Marketplace (fish and brussel sprouts) and call it a night. I spent the solo time watching Roaming Wild Rosie’s YouTube video of her Arizona Trail hike this year. So entertaining!
I stayed awake until steward Fidel delivered the last of our laundry for this cruise. We already know that next cruise has about the same number of Elites and am I being greedy to hope for 24 hours laundry turnaround again? It’s been a wonder. I’ve sent more laundry than I ever have before, at least every other day, a few times (especially in hot and sweaty Hawaii) two days in a row. I’m not even certain that I will supplement with a self-laundry session on turnaround day, except that I’ll need the same (cool weather) clothes that I’ve been wearing for the past two days again on the first two days of next cruise, so I might have to. I packed pretty light.
Tomorrow we finally reach Ensenada. If I had to pick a day and a half to stay down, I timed it perfectly. Plus, as G optimistically pointed out, I’ll have immunity against getting a cold again on the next cruise. Fingers crossed.