The night had been awful.
My pills were maintaining my stomach but I was struggling to get comfortable, and the noise and movement of the ship were appalling. I did manage to drop off to sleep, and when I woke, it was noticeably calmer.
That was the moment I should have taken another pill, but thinking the worst was over, I just turned over and returned to sleep.
The next time I woke, it was mayhem again, and any chance of taking a pill had gone.
Eventually it was time to wake up, and I realised the day was not going to be comfortable.
Deb went for breakfast, and I simply closed my eyes and stayed put in bed. When she returned, I got up and dressed but the thought of eating or remaining vertical were not on my list of things to do. We went and sat in Shackletons where the movement was less noticeable, and I tried not to look out of the windows where the view was a continual change between sea and sky.
Deb wasn’t feeling very well either but, was able to go back to the cabin and complete most of the packing.
When she came and found me again, I was sent to see the doctor.
In reality it was just the nurse, and she stuck a patch behind my ear that was supposed to make me feel better.
Well, I struggled on, and alternated my time between laying on the bed in the dark, or sitting in chairs where the movement was just about tolerable, but my body was not getting any better. At least I managed to eat a bread roll, but the cup of coffee I tried made me feel worse.
We even attempted to be sociable by going to the afternoon tea, but that was a bad idea, and things were getting worse for me.
Late in the afternoon I returned to the medical centre, where a different nurse told me off for not coming back sooner. She gave me an injection this time and I went back to my bed as instructed. Deb had some food in the buffet while I slept, and when she came back to the cabin, I felt well enough to get up and face the world again.
I was hungry by then, and Deb accompanied me to the dining room, where we both ate a little food.
… but we refrained from having any wine.
By now I was feeling almost human again, and we took on the last quiz of the cruise before going to the show. A few of the ship’s entertainment singers and dancers were also feeling unwell, and their farewell show was abandoned. Luckily the Four Ds were OK and they teamed up with a couple of the entertainers who were feeling up to it, and an impromptu show was put together. It turned out to be quite entertaining for our last night on this ship.
Following the show, Deb and I went back to the cabin where I had another stugeron pill before we put out the final suitcase, and curled up in bed.
I was shattered, and had no problem falling asleep. The sea was still giving the ship a bashing, but the injection and the pill had convinced my brain and stomach that all was well again.
The next morning, Monday 10th December, we got up early. The ship was just entering Dover where we would be disembarking in a less than three hours time. Our breakfast was quite light, but at least I was enjoying the food again.
By about 8:30 we were sat in the Discovery Lounge as the luggage was offloaded. Unlike some experiences on the P&O ships, the lounge did not get overloaded with people and their cases, there was plenty of room for everyone.
Disembarking began as scheduled, and we were off the ship before 10:00 and being taken to the waiting car by our driver. We settled into the journey, and the roads were very quiet.
After a late morning stop to stretch our legs and have a snack, we dropped off our fellow passengers in Cheltenham before carrying onwards to home. It was a little before 2:30 when we brought our cases indoors, and said cheerio to the driver.
What a smooth operation Saga have for travel to and from the ports.
It had been an interesting six days where we had a chance to experience a different cruise line. There had been plenty of good moments and positive thought about Saga Cruising, but there were differences that we didn’t feel comfortable with, so we haven’t come to a final conclusion yet about possibly coming back on one of the other Saga ships.
Now it was time to unpack, get the washing done, and get ourselves ready for Christmas. It is only three weeks before we will be back on a cruise ship again, and this time it is another P&O adventure.