Transatlantic Sunset Tour: Day 10,11 & 12 ~ Relaxin, Reflectin & Coffin!!

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Sarah & i were feeling really run down, tired and a little concerned about what the rest of our dream holiday had in store for us. But now we had a few days at sea, so we decided to get out there and enjoy the time we had left. šŸ™‚Ā 

Sarah looking out to sea

⇧ Sarah relaxing and reflecting ⇧

During our time at sea, Sarah & i loved standing and looking out over the vast ocean. It seemed to put perspective on how majestic and awesome our God is. Also how small we were in comparison and yet he loves each one of us…amazing! šŸ™‚Ā 

Shopping…Ā 

Handbags on ship

There’s nothing like being surrounded by handbags to put a smile on Sarah’s face! šŸ™‚Ā 

Of all the places…i never thought i’d be in a handbag store, on a ship in the middle of the Atlantic ocean. But Sarah seems to find these shops wherever we go… and if it helps her relax, i’ll be right there with her! šŸ™‚Ā 

Another fave spot…

Sarah on deck

Each day we’d find our way up to this spot and just look out over the pool deck and take in the full panoramic view of blue. There was always a live band playing, giving a great atmosphere and a hot-plate thingy where i could get a fresh burger! Mmmm šŸ™‚Ā 

Hair salon…

Hair salon

After Sarahs last trip to the hair salon she was really pleased with the way the stylist had cut and styled her hair around her eye…. but the hospital adventure had kind of ruined it. So i thought she might like to relax and get it done again. Whilst waiting in the waiting room i took this shot through the window ….That’s the best view i’ve ever seen from a hair salon! šŸ™‚Ā 

The evening restaurants…

So far i havn’t said much about our evening meals. For the first few days we really struggled with the buffet restaurants, as the food was placed in big trays under a glass cover with really long fork/tongs to pick up the food. Sarah had no idea what she was picking up as it was just too far away for her to focus and the waiters didn’t understand we couldn’t see properly, which caused a few problems!

At home we try to stay away from self service/buffet style places …not because we are too snooty, lol …but because we simply can’t find anything e.g plates, food, cutlery, where to pay, which causes too much stress and makes us wish we hadn’t gone out at all!Ā 

After a few days we decided to try the ā€œOrion Restaurantā€ which was waiter service. On entrance the waiter asked if we’d like to share a table or sit by yourselves. Sarah said ā€œSharing is fine with usā€ (I thought is it really… 😦 The waiter then escorted us to an empty 8 seater table. After he passed us our menus (which we had no chance of reading) our table soon filled up with people. After friendly hello’s Sarah said to the lady next to her ā€œI don’t want to be a nuisance…but we are both registered blind and so can’t read the menus. Would you be able to read it to us?ā€ After the confused look on all of their faces (my imagination from the body language) the lady said ā€œOf course, but i’d never have guessed that either of you had sight problemsā€. (My thought was ā€œYou need to be on this side of my eyes to understand the problem :(ā€œ) After we’d heard the menu, Sarah whispered ā€œThis works perfectly for us…we get the menu read out, and we get to meet lots of different lovely people” šŸ™‚Ā 

Shortly after…we heard the people sitting opposite us say ā€œDid you hear the ā€œCode Alphaā€ last night?ā€ The others replied ā€œYes we did, it woke us up…it was after 1am!!ā€ ā€œYeah i know and there was no need to call it around the whole shipā€.

I said ā€œSorry…that was us.” Ā  ā€œIt was you two! what happened?ā€ Sarah showed her bruised and bandaged wrists (from where the drips had been attached) and explained everything that happened. We heard this same complaint for the next few evenings…. and even some different, elaborate explanations of what had happened (even one story where Sarah was said to have died and been taken off the boat by helicopter in a silver bullet coffin????.) Ā 

We also heard that quite a few people had complained to reception about the 1am code alpha (because they thought it was a call to abandon ship) and how they felt they shouldn’t have been disturbed in the middle of the night!!

The Cough…

If you can remember…on Day 8 there were a couple of people in the hospital waiting room with deep growly coughs. Well today…Sarah’s got it too !! 😦 This deep booming growly cough (reminds me of the Rockford Fosgate subs in the boot of my old custom Nova) is giving Sarah lots of Ā chest pain, a sore throat and a pounding head. We’ve noticed the unique sound of this cough around the ship as we’ve been exploring! ….As if Sarah didn’t have enough on her plate with no sleep, uncontrollable blood sugar, one eye closed and exhaustion…she now has this nasty cough 😦

Keep smiling… šŸ™‚Ā 

I have no idea how she does it. But no matter what’s going on…Sarah has Ā a lovely beaming/contagiousĀ smile on her face that blesses all who see her šŸ™‚ Ā 

Sarah reflection

Ā The Azores…

After about 4 (or is it 5?) sleepless nights (i’ve lost count) we were looking forwards to arriving at the Azores. Sarah was especially looking forwards to getting off the ship and onto solid ground and having the freedom to explore another fantastic island! šŸ™‚ Ā 

Yippee land ahoy!!!

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Transatlantic Sunset Tour: Day 9 ~ CODE ALPHA!!

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After enjoying a lovely coffee, we decided to explore the ship to try and familiurise ourselves a little more, and find things to do. Bingo, getting drunk and burned on sun loungers were not something Sarah & i found entertaining.Ā 

The hair salon…

We found a hair salon and booked Sarah to get her hair done, and see if they had some ideas to cover her closed eye. I thought ā€œBeing pampered and relaxed is just what Sarah needs after a traumatic day yesterday! šŸ™‚ I managed to find my way back to the coffee port on my own to wait for Sarah, which should be at least an hour depending what she chooses to have done. It sounds feeble, but finding the coffee port, and the door handle, and even a spare seat without anyone sitting on it, is a massive achievement for me! šŸ™‚Ā 

Sarah returned looking beautiful, but i noticed she was having another hypo, standing up i said ā€œQuick, lets try and get back to the cabin as we know that Lucozade or hypo stop works for youā€. ā€œOkā€ Sarah said whilst struggling to stay on her feet. We were only 1 deck above our cabin, but after only a short walk Sarah really started to drop. I thought “There is no way i’m trying to navigate the stairs, and i can’t see to use the lifts”. Luckily we were at the entrance to a bar/lounge. We were greeted by a nice Filipino waitress. I said “My wife needs the sweetest drink you have as she’s diabetic and having a hypoā€. She was confused, but showed us to some seats(as Sarah’s legs were really starting to give way) and disappeared. I prayed that she understood and would bring something before Sarah lost consciousness.Ā 

The waitress returned (having told the bar man our situation) with a bright coloured drink. She said it was the sweetest cocktail they did with a lot of syrup in. I thought ā€œa little unorthodox, but we have no choice, Sarah needs sugar nowā€.Ā 

Having been a gamer my whole life and played some nerve racking, suspense filled and tense computer games over the years, nothing compares to this real life game of trying to encourage Sarah to drink something she doesn’t want, to absorb sugar into her body before passing out!Ā 

Within the next half hour, Sarah was back with us again (phew), but feeling sick from the hypo, We needed to get back to the cabin as we didn’t know if her blood would start to shoot up again, as we didn’t have any idea what was in the drink, which is why we try to always use the lucozade etc. as we know the effects. Sarah also now had the bone chill that only comes from a hypo.

Back in the cabin…

Yay, we found the cabin! šŸ™‚ I’m starting to remember how many doors to count from both sides depending which set of stairs we go down. Once Sarah had checked her blood sugar again and realised it was starting to rocket, it was back in the fridge for the crossbow bolts…i mean syringes. Even with our video magnifier it was really hard to make out the measurements on the needle, but after another big bruised, and big holed injection, it was time for Sarah’s hot bath to try and get rid of that freezing cold bone chill!

A while later Sarah said ā€œDiabetes has already ruined one evening, night and most of today. I’m not going to let it ruin the rest of my holiday. Lets get dressed up and search for some nice live musicā€ ā€œFantastic idea, we both need cheering upā€.

Sunset…

Instead of walking down endless boring corridors, we walked outside to stroll along the deck down to the rear of the ship and look out over the huge ocean. This evening we were gifted with a beautiful sunset.

Beautiful burnt orange sunset.

Ocean sunset 2,

As we were out on deck 9, we walked all the way to the rear (non technical name) and entered the ‘Lido restaurant’. We were both a little hungry and as this is the buffet place, it’s fantastic for Sarah as she can have vegetables or salad etc without having any of the carbs, or sugar rich sauces which raise her blood sugar. šŸ™‚

We became a little disheartened after hearing a couple of the live bands playing some popular rubbish on deck 8, but we walked on past the reception and hair salon and walked into a dark elegant room. Sarah said ā€œOh great…it’s the casino :(ā€. I said ā€œIt looks like the Ultralux from Fallout New Vegas (PS3 game)ā€ Sarah replied ā€œIt feels like fallout to me, a shiny, depraved wasteland – just what I’ve come to expect of the entertainment on this boat 😦 lolā€. But then a classical piano started playing, just audible over the noise of the casino. ā€œWhere’s that lovely piano coming from?ā€ I said knowing that Sarah would love it. ā€œThrough there, but i’m not sure what it is as it’s too darkā€ ā€œLet’s go find out anywayā€. i said as i took her arm.Ā 

The Delo piano lounge and cocktail bar…

A view of the Delo bar with quite a few people sat on leather chairs and sofas with a pianist in the background sat at a grand piano

We stood taking in the gentle atmosphere and fantastic piano playing and both said together ā€œThis is more like it šŸ™‚ ā€ We found Sarah a seat at the bar right next to the piano, Sarah loves watching pianists as they play with professional ease and elegance. It brings back lots of her childhood memories of the classical piano lessons she enjoyed! šŸ™‚Ā 

Pianist Keith sat playing at the piano

⇧ Keith the pianist ⇧ 

After about an hour, we were so happy that we’d found another fave place, especially after the last 24 hours, we headed back to the cabin. Sarah did another blood test ā€œSteve, my blood’s still going up!ā€ I said ā€œThat’s impossible, you’ve not had any sugar or carbs, and you’ve already had insulin before we leftā€ ā€œI know, and now i’ve got to take some more to try and bring it downā€ ā€œOk, take a little more and we’ll keep an eye on itā€.Ā 

Ā Sarah sat on the sofa with the magnifier reading the excursion options for the Azores. I opened Spotify on my iPhone and started playing my “āœž Acoustic Worshipā€ playlist knowing it’s Sarah’s fave. I thought ā€œTime for us to relax and reflect for a while on a lovely end to a hectic dayā€.Ā 

CODE ALPHA…

Sarah’s next words were ā€œI think my blood’s droppingā€ ā€œOh no, I thought, your voice is slurry again, your blood can’t be that low already. Can you manage a test?ā€ Sarah’s test confirmed a huge drop in a short time. I jumped into survival mode and grabbed the lucozade and hypo stop. Sarah was fading fast ā€œNo, no ,no, not the big oneā€ i said wondering if this would result in a diabetic coma. I didn’t have to wait long before Sarah lost consciousness!!

I now switched from survival mode, to what will Sarah need if she goes to hospital mode.Ā 

Sarah was sat upright on the sofa, and as i balanced to hold her head upright (there were no pillows in reach) i grabbed the cabin phone and dialled 999! A man answered and asked ā€œHow can we help?” I said ā€œMy wife is diabetic and she’s having a hypoglycaemic episode and is unconscious but still breathingā€ He said ā€œShe’s unconscious now? What’s your cabin number i’m on my way!”

He arrived in about 60 seconds. I told him what had happened as he was frantically inserting needles etc. He then called the bridge to tell the captain and his team, and a few seconds later i heard ā€œCODE ALPHA, CODE ALPHA cabin 7062ā€. I thought ā€œThat’s blasting out of the tannoy system that goes around the whole ship, and within minutes our cabin was full of people, and a wheelchair. After a few minutes Sarah slowly started to respond, but only groans. The female doctor was now in the room and after checking everything, she said they’d take Sarah to the hospital to try and stabilise her.

The hospital…

After grabbing Sarah’s bag and a few things i thought might help, i was kindly guided down behind Sarah to the hospital waiting room. Sarah was in a private room next door.

A woman sat me down and read through a couple of papers that made sure we had health insurance etc, she then said to my surprise ā€œYou really seem to love and care for Sarahā€ I said ā€œI really don’t deserve her, she is amazing. I lay down my life for her…and give her my all. I’m so blessed to share my life with my best friend, she’s beautiful inside and out. Isn’t that what love is?ā€ It seemed like she’d never heard a response like that, and just said ā€œWow, that’s lovelyā€ and went quiet for what seemed like minutes!Ā 

I was then able to see my lovely wife. Sarah was still not conscious yet but was in what seemed like a peaceful sleep. I sat down and the doctors and nurses were coming in and out, checking drips, machines and Sarahs breathing etc.Ā 

Sarah in the hospital bed with a doctor dressed in white helping her

Sarah then moved and slowly started to come round, she said ā€œOh noā€ her usual response after realising where she is, i said ā€œIt’s ok my love, we are just making some nice new friends, just relax and enjoy being pamperedā€. After another hour of checks from nurses and the doctor, suddenly the nurse panicked and said something to the doctor. All 3 of them surrounded Sarah’s bed frantically adjusting and checking, The doctor kept shaking Sarah and shouting her name but got no response. I thought ā€œIt can’t be another hypo as she’s being monitored closely, so what is this?ā€ Soon after i was told by the concerned doctor to wait in the waiting room next door.Ā 

The waiting room…

Ship hospital waiting room

Now i was worried…. i sat here alone in a hospital that’s swaying side to side in the middle of the atlantic ocean. My thoughts started to get the better of me..

ā€œWhat if this is it, and i don’t get to speak to Sarah again”

ā€œWhat if i never hear her amazing laugh, or feel the warmth of her hug again”

ā€œWhat if i’m now on my own struggling to face the rest of life (never mind the holiday) without my lovely wife”

ENOUGH!! i thought and desperately gave it to God in prayer.

ā€œOh Lord please help, if this is Sarah’s passing to paradise, then i want to say i’m not happy about it, and i’d like to spend more time with her on earth BUT thank you so much for blessing me with such a priceless gift, i can’t express how much i love her and i’ve tried to be the husband you commanded me to be. Sarah has shown me such love, happiness, forgiveness, acceptance and a life i simply didn’t know was possible BUT if it’s not her time, please comfort her and bring her back to me, Amenā€.

A short while later the nurse said i could come back and sit with Sarah again. Sarah was awake and fighting with the oxygen mask. She said ā€œWhere’ve you been? I told them that my diabetes was unstable which is why i have the pump but they didn’t believe me, they never do, and now they’ve given me a second hypo after pumping me full of insulin againā€. I said while kissing her forehead ā€œOh my lovely, i’m glad to have you backā€. šŸ™‚Ā 

We’d been in the hospital for about 2 hours, it was just coming to 3am. Sarah kept asking if i was alright and did i need anything. ā€œI bet you’re hungry and need a coffeeā€ ā€œIt’s ok, i’m enjoying being here with you, please get some sleep as you’ve had a rough couple of days, i’ll be right hereā€.Ā 

It was 6:30am when Sarah was allowed to leave. She was given more supplies to last for the rest of the holiday. Then the doctor explained about how fast acting insulin is absorbed into the body with the syringes, and how it differs and works a lot slower than the insulin pump. She said ā€œOnce you’ve had the injection, the insulin will not start to work for 1½ hours and it will be completely out of your system in 3 hours. And as you don’t have the pump giving you little bits all of the time, your blood sugar will rise on it’s own, so you need to give bigger (and overlapping) doses to compensate.

Sarah had never been instructed on any of this over the years because everything had ben controlled by the pump and i certainly didn’t know anything about insulin absorption, as with the pump it pretty much works straight away. We also wondered why she hadn’t explained this to us yesterday, which would’ve helped.

We now headed back to the cabin to try and set up another plan of action, we knew this was going to be a difficult task, never mind adding things like food etc. lol šŸ™‚ Ā 

Wow, what a night! That’s 2 nights without sleep already, and it’s time to set up the alarms for every 2 hours on my phone. Sleep is not going to come easy from now on…is the coffee port open yet? Might as well have a nice coffee if i’m awake! šŸ™‚

Only 3 more days at sea (i’ll merge into one post) until we reach Horta, Azores, where we can hopefully do some more excursions! šŸ™‚Ā 

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Vivid

Ella smiling with a bunch of flower, stood next to a vividly coloured bush with lots of flowersĀ For this weeks photo challenge ā€œVivid“, i decided to use a photo of lovely Ella(my friend Rob’s daughter) with Vivid flowers.Ā 

Also i thought the Vivid hairs around “Bruce THE Boxer’s” mouth would be a great contribution too! šŸ™‚Ā 
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A real close up of Bruce THE boxer's tongue with vivid hairs around his mouth

Transatlantic Sunset Tour: Day 8 ~ Paradigm Shift

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Goodbye Caribbean…hello massive ocean…

After another amazing day in the Caribbean(which was now about an hour away), we thought we’d try and relax with a spot of sunbathing. This meant trying the almost impossible task of finding not 1…but 2, empty sun loungers.

A view of the ocean from the rear of the ship, overlooking the sunbathing area at the bottom of the shot

Fantastic! We found 2 together, no way. But…pretty much after placing our towels onto the sun loungers, Sarah’s ā€œParadigmā€ insulin pump started alarming!!

ā€œThat’s not the usual alarmā€ I said as Sarah was trying to read the tiny screen in the super bright sun. ā€œI can’t quite make out what it’s saying, but it’s not something i’ve seen before, i need to go back to the cabin and use the magnifierā€. The pump continued it’s piercing alarm all the way to the cabin!

Back in the cabin..

Once back, and using our video magnifier, the error message on the screen said “A button has been continually pressed for more than three minutes. to clear press ESC, then ACTā€.

Sarah said ā€œThat’s weird, my pump’s been nowhere near anything that would press the buttons, but it sounds easy enough, i can finally stop this annoying alarmā€. After hearing a few clicks, then a few more, the pump was still alarming. ā€œIt’s not workingā€ ā€œWhat do you mean, are the buttons not responding?ā€. ā€œNo, it won’t clear the error message, can you have a goā€. I tried, and still nothing except the error message and the alarm!

We both knew we didn’t have long as the pump has now stopped delivering insulin, as Sarah needs a continual small dose, as not only does Sarah have type 1, but a brittle form, and she is also slightly allergic to insulin!Ā 

After taking the battery out, waiting 10 minutes before replacing…the alarm and message were still there! After trying it again, I said ā€œShould we take it to the doctors in the hospital on Deck 3?ā€ ā€œThey won’t know anything about insulin pumps, it’s specialised equipment, which is why it’s carefully monitored, and finely tuned by the diabetic clinicā€. After a few more desperate tries to cancel the alarm, and running out of options, we had no choice, and headed down to deck 3.

The Hospital…

Reaching the bottom of the stairs to Deck 3, we were greeted with a couple of corridors and lots of doors. We could hear voices coming from an open door on the right, so we headed there. We found the doctor who was sounding very concerned whilst talking to a couple of very poorly sounding people, who had deep growly coughs. I said ā€œLet’s wait out hereā€. A man dressed in a white suit approached us and asked if we were ok? After explaining what had happened, he looked at the pump, took it, and asked us to wait in the waiting room.

He returned with the doctor(a female with quite an aggressive manner), she explained that the pump was broken, and we needed to get a new one. But for now she needed to work out how much insulin Sarah’s body ran on. We said the pump gives a small amount of Humalog every 1-2 hours continuously, but all of the information is programmed in the pump that has now locked itself. This didn’t impress her! Between us, we had to try and calculate how much insulin Sarah took each day, by adding up the dosage at meal times, and adding a little more to compensate for the pumps continuous injections in the background.Ā 

After a couple more hours of stressful calculations, the doctor gave Sarah some old school syringes and told us to keep a record of insulin taken, time of insulin taken and food eaten etc. We returned to our cabin worried about how we were going to cope for the rest of the holiday, and did we have enough Humalog insulin in the fridge, as the hospital on-board didn’t use it, or stock it.

The Phone Call…

We went up to reception on Deck 8(lots of stairs, lol) Ā to see if we could phone Medtronic(the makers of the insulin pump) as they are an American company, and would still be open. We couldn’t phone the UK diabetic clinic as they were 5 hours in front, and it would be about midnight!Ā 

After a long drawn out discussion with the receptionist, asking if there was a way to call out from a ship, as we have a medical disaster, as Sarah knows her body reacts badly to injections etc, and really does need the continued small amounts 24 hours a day. Ā So we really needed to call Medtronic to see if there is any way of saving the pump! Eventually we managed to phone Medtronic, and after a Ā£52 phone call…he told us “the pump was broken!!ā€. Sarah has been on an insulin pump for about 15 years, and they have never broken. But 1 hour from Antigua, sailing at sea for 5 days…it breaks! 😦 

Trying to relax…

As the realisation was setting in of trying to manage with injections, and Sarah’s blood sugar was still on the rise after the first injection. We were getting a little worried on how this was all going to play out. We decided to stay in the room and just figure out a game plan for the rest of the holiday. We then managed to figure out how to turn on the TV, i thought a film might help Sarah try and relax after the trauma of the day.Ā 

After a while when Sarah spoke again, i instantly knew we were in trouble! The slightly slurring sound of Sarah’s voice told me her blood sugar had suddenly shot down and it was very low! ā€œOh no,ā€ i said as i jumped into survival mode. Sarah was still conscious so i knew i had a little time. I went straight to the fridge and got the bottle of orange lucozade that usually works if Sarah is still able to drink.Ā 

After about 10 minutes Sarah was slipping away, so i ran to my bag and got the Gluco Gel and squirted it into Sarahs mouth. Gluco gel is fantastic and absorbs into gums etc, and after a while(a nervous while) Sarah was back with us. ā€œPhewā€ i said as relief was pulling me out of survival mode. Sarah said ā€œI’ve had a hypo havn’t i?! These injections really aren’t going to work, my body just goes erratic and messes upā€.Ā 

After a sleepless night of trying to stabilise a yo-yoing blood sugar, we were not really enjoying our first day at sea. But we decided to go and have a nice strong coffee at our fave place, as we’ve probably got another sleepless night tonight too. I said ā€œIt’s hard to imagine that not even a day ago we were riding on horseback across that beautiful beachā€. šŸ™‚Ā 

Sarah has to check her blood sugar every 2 hours, day and night, for the rest of the holiday, as without the pumps continuous feed, we are left with just fast acting insulin, and lots of prayers.

This is becoming quite an adventure!!!Ā 

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Weekly Photo Challenge: On the Way

A view of the island and sea as we take off from Mallorca

ā‡§ā€œOn The Wayā€ home from our ā€œTransatlantic Sunset Tourā€. šŸ™‚ ⇧ 

A close up shot of Bruce(our old boxer dog) sprining towards me with his face blown out of proportion by the wind

⇧ Bruce THE Boxer ~ ā€œOn The Wayā€, to running straight into me! ā€œ) ⇧ 

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