Splashdown in 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ...
It's really a bit sad when the most exciting thing going on in your life is watching your parents attempt to take off on a cruise. Then again, since I've been ill for the last couple of months, the second most exciting thing was attempting to seek out new veins for the nurses to stick another IV into in the hospital, so I suppose things could be worse.
At any rate, I just got a call from Mom, who is now safely in Canada, along with Dad. There was a bit of an issue when Dad almost passed out, but they got him a wheelchair and after that, everything was fine.
Now, before you say, "Oh my God, that poor man" or similar, I'd like to point out that embarking upon a cruise involves potentially several hours of standing in line, waiting around, filling out paperwork, and other unpleasant things. However, having a wheelchair kills the first altogether, cuts large gaping holes in the second, and lets you pretty much get on with the third without any of the aforementioned unpleasantness.
Personally, I strongly feel that if Dad hadn't almost passed out, he (or Mom) certainly should have at least pretended to do so. I'm definitely making a note of this for my next cruise. A wave of a delicate fan, a dainty hand to the forehead, a bit of graceful almost-crumpling and POOF! No lines, no waiting!
And now, after making the mistake of attempting All-You-Can-Eat Sushi while forgetting that I'm not quite up to the same "All" as I was before I started getting ill, I'm definitely crashing. Getting up at four AM isn't quite the same as staying up all night, but at the moment, it sure feels like it! :-)
At any rate, I just got a call from Mom, who is now safely in Canada, along with Dad. There was a bit of an issue when Dad almost passed out, but they got him a wheelchair and after that, everything was fine.
Now, before you say, "Oh my God, that poor man" or similar, I'd like to point out that embarking upon a cruise involves potentially several hours of standing in line, waiting around, filling out paperwork, and other unpleasant things. However, having a wheelchair kills the first altogether, cuts large gaping holes in the second, and lets you pretty much get on with the third without any of the aforementioned unpleasantness.
Personally, I strongly feel that if Dad hadn't almost passed out, he (or Mom) certainly should have at least pretended to do so. I'm definitely making a note of this for my next cruise. A wave of a delicate fan, a dainty hand to the forehead, a bit of graceful almost-crumpling and POOF! No lines, no waiting!
And now, after making the mistake of attempting All-You-Can-Eat Sushi while forgetting that I'm not quite up to the same "All" as I was before I started getting ill, I'm definitely crashing. Getting up at four AM isn't quite the same as staying up all night, but at the moment, it sure feels like it! :-)