OK, I will admit it, I am not the sharpest tool in the shed. I freely admit that sometimes I don’t think things all the way through. I do promise that when I do screw up I will fess up to it and take responsibility for my words and actions. Hell, if no one ever made a mistake, no one would ever learn anything.
I have been through quite a bit in my lifetime illness wise. I had pneumonia when I was a baby, broken bones as a kid, had my wisdom teeth gouged out of my head, prostate issues in college. I had a pretty bad head injury in college as well where everything I saw was the color green for a while.
Later on it was diverticulitis, and then some pretty ugly heart issues. If you look at my cardiac history I am probably the only one anywhere that has had a quadruple bypass, 14 cardiac caths with 5 stents and intra-cardiac CD34 stem cell injections.
Why am I telling you all this? Pretty simple really.
For Wifey’s birthday I took her on a 4 day Bahama cruise on the Carnival Fascination. At more than seventy thousand tons (70,000) in her day (1994) she was the third largest cruise ship in the world. This big ass ship holds over two thousand guests and nine hundred crew!
We had an absolute blast!
Where I screwed up is that I haven’t really been exposed to large groups of people for more than two years. Since my heart started going south more rapidly I have been a homebody. My immune system has gotten pretty relaxed since I don’t have any outside public interactions anymore.
The result is that when I go on a cruise ship with two thousand people from all over the world for four days I am going to come down with something. Tuberculosis, Ebloa, Okeechobee Possum Flu, Monkey Pox, whatever it is I’m susceptible.
So here I am living with the cough and congestion one day after returning from an awesome vacation. Am I going to go on Judge Judy and sue Carnival? Am I going to try and blame someone else for my lack of foresight? Am I going to stop wearing a Speedo when sunbathing?
Nah. I’m just going to go to Walgreens and buy some of the real NYQUIL and suffer for not wearing a HAZMAT suit and respirator on the ship!