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Day 2
A couple of hours later, Tuesday-morning at 02.35h, I wake up, my neighbour is brought back with the ambulance. She is still very short of breath, but doesn't need to stay in the hospital. I am happy for her, but not for myself because this way I don't get any sleep. They come regularly to check her, about every hour, but she also often calls for help.
At 06.30h I take my eye mask off and realise that it is of no use to try any longer. A volunteer from the nightshift sees around 06.30h how exhausted/sick I am and decides that this is no option for me and he will try to arrange that I get another cabin. Back in the hallway is a woman alone and luckily he things we can better change rooms, so a cabin for me alone. I thank him and tell him that I am glad he wants to do this, because otherwise I would have went home Wednesday when Henk and my parents come to visit me. Because this is how it will go all week long, I won't make it and luckily he sees this too. First the head-person didn't want to give me a room for myself, because she didn't think it's necessary, but luckily he could convince her that I need rest. So around 08.00h they bring me to another cabin with my bed and around 09.30h i wake up a little better. Just now till they again couldn't hear and understand me very well. I try to get some more sleep, but with no luck so I call that I am awake and want to go up. I put on the cell phone and get a nice sms-message from Henk 'how his little pirate is doing'.
At 11.00h I lay with my bed on the sundeck. A bit later I let someone ride me to the deck, it's nicely warm so there are a lot of guest on deck. Unfortunately the wind starts blowing more and more and so I go back to the covered part. This is where a woman (a guest) speaks to me and asks if she may write a poem for me.
At 13.00h diner, this time in the restaurant. Yak, I get nauseous from seeing and smelling the food, so again my shake. After diner they bring me back to my cabin and there I wait for the brancard. We namely docked at Willemstad and I really want to go to shore and see the little city. In the lounge I meet the volunteer from Willemstad who will show me around. Because the brancard has to be pushed by 2 man another volunteer goes with us.
Hanneke (the volunteer from Willemstad) gives us a beautiful guided tour through Willemstad and tells us a lot of information. She shows us everything, we even go inside the Office for Tourism with the brancard. They are also very friendly in that office, they put away all the stands so I can enter with the brancard and check around and buy a card. At the end we of course we get something to drink on a terrace, it was nice warm weather. There I have chatted with Hanneke for awhile. It was a very nice and informative tour, thanks Hanneke! It was also nice talking to you.

A bit before 17.00h I am back in bed. This time they had to transfer me, because my right leg refused service. I think we left around 14.30h, so we have been 2 hours on shore in Willemstad. During diner I started to crash a bit again, but I really wanted to go on shore in Willemstad. When I am there, I want to see everything! But now I am very exhausted and especially after last night, so I go shut my eyes... good night.
Around 19.30h I wake up and push on the bell. I ask what the programme is for tonight. It appears that a group of 12 ladieys come to sing tear-jerkers. Yak tear-jerkers, but well maybe it's pleasant. I quickly brush my teeth and then we go up. Yes, the beds are downstairs; the deck below that are the cabins from the volunteers; the restaurant and the salon are about the cabins of the guests and above that is the sundeck (covered) and the deck (uncovered.)
I let them put me in the back of the salon, the furthest away from the boxes. It is funny and cosy. Different people have already come to me that although I am always in bed (at young age) I am still so happy. They find me admirable, an angel, you name it. This is a different treatment/reaction then those from my own family or surrounding.
John has talked with me all the time till his shift started. John is the volunteer from the nightshift, he took care of moving me to another cabin. But I am still not alone, the head thinks this is not necessary. Oh well, I will see. I have agreed with John that if I can't sleep I will tell him and then he anyway will make sure I have a cabin for myself.
It's meanwhile 23.30h and I am still in the salon. I am very tired and my eyes hurt, but I don't want to go to sleep. At home I also lay between 4 walls and it is busy here and exhausting but also cosy and also gives distraction. At home I can rest as much as I need to, but here I want to enjoy as much as possible and miss as less as possible. I know this is not real nice for Henk that I come back home from the holiday completely exhausted and sick, but I think he expects this... he knows me. At 0.00h I however go to sleep, I can't take it anymore.

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