First – a quick note of apologies to those of you who had posted comments previously. I was having some technical difficulties of which I was not even aware. Sorry ‘bout that – all working now (Thanks to BobBux, Merdy, & Christa for the fix).
Well, it has only been a few weeks since our departure from Florida, and we are beginning to get settled into life on a boat. Now this lifestyle varies wildly (like a PMS mood swing), depending on whether we are underway on a longer multi-day passage, at anchor/mooring in a beautiful bay, or tied up in marina getting work done. One of the best parts about anchoring/mooring/ or staying at a marina, is that when we do start moving again, the wind is always uncooperatively in our face, making for upwind motor sailing. This is great because just in case I forget what it is like to be seasick, I am mildly reminded again. It’s like an annoying hangover without the headache, and no access to a Frosty and fries from Wendy’s…. or being perpetually 11 weeks pregnant.
Back to getting settled…we have had a great couple weeks circling St. John. We have only really explored the island from the water, as Walton, JJ, & family are coming next month, and we have promised to “save ourselves” for them when they come. My sister Kerri and Tom came for a great long weekend. Swimming, Snorkeling, Paddle boarding, and absolutely no “boat school” (Woohoo!!!). They brought forty pounds of trashy magazines for me, 17,000 grams of sugar for the boys, and a various assortment of spare parts for Guyon. So if you ever have the occasion to go visit someone living abroad on a sailboat ask what folks want/need before you come. We always need something, and if you don’t know what to bring….bring coffee and good face creme.
Other noteworthy….. Oral surgery
Throughout the past few years of preparation, I have a multitude of folks ask, “What are you gunna do when…..gets sick….breaks (insert bone)…..totally freaks out…(or some other issue requiring medical attention). Luckily I have had many years of first aid/CPR training, as well as some advanced coursework for offshore medical emergencies….and I watched ER and St. Elsewhere a lot when I was younger. Needless to say, I over bought (literally) a boatload of medical supplies and various assortment of medication, etc. I have now successfully accomplished my first minor surgery at sea.
Upon arrival in St. John, I had noticed my right lower molar getting more and more sensitive as I brushed (which may or may not have been daily after every meal). I tried ignoring it, not brushing, more Listerine…nothing helped. I was beginning to worry that I was on the path to experiencing a root canal in the Caribbean. Dread, panic, woe. So I did what anyone would do in my situation: took 4 Advil, drank a beer, and went to bed. Unfortunately the next day, my tooth and gum still hurt, but now I could clearly identify pea sized abscess on my gum just behind my tooth. Luckily by now it was not only painful to touch, but also bleeding. “Are you kidding?” you may ask…indeed not.
Luckily, prior to our US departure, I had ordered a dental kit from Amazon that came with the rearview mirror and pokey scraper doo-dah that dental hygienists use to torture, I mean, clean your teeth with. So, while holding my breath, as not to fog up the rearview mirror, I lacerated the abscess (yes that f*&#ing hurt). Next, I had to dig around with pokey doo-dah until I could feel the unauthorized tenant with my tongue. Mind you, this is in the far reaches of my mouth. The rearview mirror kept steaming up, my tongue wouldn’t get out the way, the flashlight was blinding me, I needed cheaters to even begin to see – which was really futile because the thing was bleeding all over the place. Finally, I just dug out my chin hair tweezers and went for it. The culprit (I think) was a husk from a piece of caramel covered popcorn we ate at Valentine’s. Yuck – that means it was imbedded in my gum for two weeks. So if you have met me sometime in the second half of February, I apologize for what I assume was rotten popcorn breath. I’m sure Guyon just thought I still had puke breath from being seasick.
I am swearing off popcorn for the foreseeable future – so if you are coming to visit, please bring anything other than caramel corn.