Today, at work, I vomited.
We were transferring from one platform to another by boat. Being a novice, when the captain suggested we stay in the air-conditioned cabin because the weather was quite rough, I thought it was the best idea ever. Not.
We (The Boss and I) found ourselves in an air-conditioned cabin with bunk beds. She immediately went to the bottom bunk and I pulled myself up to the top bunk. Not easy to do when the boat was swaying not-so-slightly. I was fine for the first, oh, 10 minutes. Then I started to sweat. Even though it was freezing. I shifted my position on the bed and tried to nap. The trip was 1.5 hours, I still had a long way to go.
Then The Boss suggested I use acupressure to relieve the feeling of nausea. She showed me where to apply pressure on my left wrist using my right hand. I pressed until I was sure it’d be blue black later, still I felt my lunch crawling up my esophagus.
I hummed to myself to distract myself. My humming became louder and louder, the nausea grew unbearable.
I jumped down from the upper bunk and made a beeline to the toilet and said goodbye to my lunch. The sounds of my own heaving echoed in the toilet. By the time I was done, I was spent and laid my head on the cool porcelain. Mmmm…Then I heaved again, again, and again.
Finally, when I was pretty sure there was nothing else I could vomit, I flushed the toilet and got ready to exit the stall when I heard the toilet door slam open and in came running the client, a big guy who was also a novice himself on offshore trips. He ran into the stall next to mine and I heard him say goodbye to HIS lunch. The only thought that ran through my head then: I thought this was the ladies.
For the rest of the trip, I sat at the main deck of the tugboat. I got soaked from the sea water splashing onto the main deck but then, anything was better than feeling my meal leave my body through my mouth. Ick. And Ugh.
Are you prone to seasickness?