I never thought I'd see the day that, on the first day of a Davis Strait passage, Sally is up and about cooking chicken satay and slicing up fruit salad. All this as we roll our way towards Canada. And it's not the first time. A week or two ago we got caught out in a nasty sea with a brisk wind chopping up against the tide. Steep angry waves and the boat was all over the place. Cyclizine Sally was bouncing around undimmed by the effects of seasickness or side effects of it's treatments.
So why the transformation? We are putting it all down to cyclizine. The story goes back to the winter when she was struck down by a week of Benign Positional Vertigo. In the last episode a deft Eply Manoeuvre had sorted her out but this time it made it worse. Our Nurse Practitioner gave her cyclizine and it worked.
So she decided to try it for sea sickness which has afflicted her delicate vestibules since childhood. As a result she is up there in the cockpit scanning the horizon for growlers, bergy bits and other Davis Strait horrors. Immune, it seems, to the rolling and swaying platform she is sailing on. Long may it last!