Permission to come ashore.
I feel like a bit of a jerk, but after describing my sea sickness to both my RE and OB, both suggested I take something for it. Because, both said, if it started this early, it’s going to get worse.
So after crawling back to bed today to try and steady the boat, I hauled off to the drugstore with my script. Well, I have to say to hell with toughing it out.
I felt a zillion times better this aft…until the first dose ran out. The next one is in me now and should be pulling me into a land-loving slumber very soon.
I’m looking forward to the glowing part.