*Disclosure- Fathom Travel invited me to experience this journey free of charge. All opinions, as always, are my own.
Day Two Onboard Fathom Travel’s Adonia
Day 2- I woke up on Monday morning with big expectations and a little bit of a headache. I rubbed my temples, drank some water and begged the pain to go away.
30 minutes passed and not only did the headache worsen, but my stomach was now involved. Suffice it to say that I was expelling things from several different orifices of my body.[embedplusvideo height=”390″ width=”640″ editlink=”http://bit.ly/1OEzMKu” standard=”http://www.youtube.com/v/Hje5Y-X9S2M?fs=1″ vars=”ytid=Hje5Y-X9S2M&width=640&height=390&start=&stop=&rs=w&hd=0&autoplay=0&react=1&chapters=¬es=” id=”ep7159″ /]
It is widely known that Norovirus is a very serous matter aboard cruise ships, and I didn’t want to leave anything to chance. Neither did the Medical Team on board after I called to tell them what was (coming) up.
Nurse Katherine told me matter of factly that as of that moment, I was in “ISOLATION” and forbidden to leave my cabin for the next 48 hours.
Are you BLEEPING kidding me?
She brought me some paperwork, along with a paper cup in which to place some doody (stool sample for the elite). If that wasn’t bad enough, aforementioned crap had to be then be transferred into a TINY LITTLE jar.
Room service would be taking care of my food needs, for the next two days, but at this point there would be more coming out, than going in.
A SPECIALIZED Housekeeping staff would come up two times per day to sanitize my rooms with the purpose of cleaning every single surface that I could possibly have touched. They changed my sheets and threw my old pillows in the trash.
Luckily the IMPACT activities had not yet begun, there were some decent movies on the cabin’s television set, and I would hopefully not be missing too much. And as my mother would have said, “with any luck, you’ll lose a few pounds.”
I spent a good part of the day in the bathroom and other than pooping and vomiting, I could barely lift my throbbing head off the pillow.
While my friends were enjoying the day, I followed orders and prayed the Medical Team might let me out early for good behavior.
The next thing I knew, it was Tuesday morning. I felt like Ray Milland in “The Lost Weekend,” minus the drunken stupor.
Day two had been a total blur on Fathom Travel.
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