Yeah I’m using the expensive satellite internet that I swore I wouldn’t pay for. Yet here I am, paying $89.00 for 240 minutes, plus a $3.95 activation fee. It’s slower than AOL’s 1996 pay-per-hour dial-up too, so I’m typing and editing every thing before I connect. Why did I cave in and buy the internet? Well, we’re in solitary confinement for 24 hours.
The kid began vomiting at 6am. He woke up, said his tummy hurt, and then blargh! All over his bed. We got it cleaned up, calmed him down, grabbed some kids pepto from our friends down the hall, and we all laid back down. This is about the time I also noticed that my lips were swollen and covered in blisters! Allergic reaction to something. Great! Around 11am the kid seemed much better. We ordered room service and got him some yogurt, fruit, and water. At noon, it came back up with a vengeance. All over the small amount of floor space we have, my sneakers, the beds, and even a wall. It happened again at 12:50pm and we decided it was best to go to the medical center. We were hoping he could get something simple like a shot for an upset stomach, or sea sickness (although I don’t think that’s it – instinct says it’s food related).
Before heading to the on board medical center, we tracked down our housekeeping guy and asked if they could replace our sheets and steam clean the floor. We had already cleaned up all the vomit, we were just hoping to get rid of the stench. Rude doesn’t even begin to describe the reaction from the three crew members summoned to do our room! This can’t possibly be the first time someone has gotten sick in their cabin, damn.
We went down to the medical office and the sign on the door listed the fee’s:
- Nurse: $75
- Doctor: $150
- Doctor Follow-Up: $125
- X-Ray: $250
- Medication: $50 & Up
Yikes! We walked in and explained the situation. We were given a suppository, poor kid, and told we were confined to our room for 24 hours. No dining, no getting off the ship when we arrive in Nassau tomorrow until after 1:30pm, or until he’s cleared by a doctor. Since the kid was vomiting, they automatically categorized it as “acute gastro-enteritis” aka the stomach flu, forcing us to fill out CDC paperwork. While filling out that nonsense, a lady came into the office asking for IB Profen, when the nurse told her it was $50 she left. FIFTY DOLLARS!!! At least I brought a bottle of IB Profen with us!
To say we regret going to the medical center would be an understatement. Seriously, the kid should be fine by tonight. We’re pretty sure it was something he ate at dinner last night. My stomach was also upset, but not nearly as bad. So yeah, we’re not having a very good time right now. There’s nothing to do in your rooms. Watch TV, there’s maybe 15 channels. Discovery, views of the ship, football, or a movie channel that repeats the same movie every three hours. We’ve watched ‘Monsters University’
three times today. Make that four times now.
And that is why I caved and bought internet. Sometimes you just need to splurge to save your sanity! Other than the solitary confinement, it hasn’t been too bad. We were bummed to discover the kid can’t even go on the water slides, he’s too short. Nor would they let me just hold him going down. Also our “anytime dining” was changed to “early dining” at 6pm every night and no one told us until we boarded. I was ticked about that, since we selected “anytime” months ago when we made the reservations.
For now we’re stuck with room service, and the menu is painfully limited, and mediocre at best. Sigh. Trying to keep a positive attitude, I swear I am!! Just hope my little guy feels better ASAP. Life with kids never goes as planned.