Day Twenty-Three of Indian Ocean Row
We’re are finally making some good Westerly ground, and everyone is relieved that we’re now heading in the right direction at a decent pace. It’s such a shame that it’s taken so long to get positive weather, but these things are not supposed to be easy.
My excitement of Westerly travel was short lived when yesterday morning I started feeling unwell. This feeling of uneasiness and nausea increased into the night into pain so unbearable that I was on my hands and knees doubled over on the deck of the boat for half of my shift until eventually I ended up missing a shift because I was in so much pain, everything was shaking, my head was swirling, and generally feeling like I wanted to die to make it go away! Eventually at 4am I managed to flush my body via a variety of digestive pyrotechnics, expelling seemingly 6 or 7 meals worth of food in one go. Although it didn’t bring instant relief, now about 16 hours later I do feel far more human and will try and eat again tomorrow.
As to what caused this intensely unpleasant experience…I think I may be allergic to one of the meals on the boat. I’ve had a steadily growing allergy to garlic for a while, but it is normally only a few stomach cramps and not much more, not enough for me to not eat it even, but my mum has a severe allergy to it and I’m thinking it might be along those lines.
Now begins a week of trial and error to work out which meal disagrees with me so much!
It’s at a time like this I’m so grateful to have a supportive team who just took up the slack without question, thanks guys!