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Getting off the ship


By the time we were ready to get off the ship I was totally stressing. We ended up waiting for almost an hour before I was ready to get off the ship. Once we did and were at the terminal building, outside still, I was having trouble catching my breath. They called the EMTs for me to give me some oxygen. They wanted to transport me to the local hospital, but I said no, as that would mean Bert would have to keep making trips to the coast. Managed to make the car cool enough for me to get home.


Sat and rested at the kitchen table, but knew things were not right. Finally I told Bert that he needed to call 911 and get me some help, which he did. Got to say, we have got the most handsome paramedics around!!!


I told them I wanted to go to Celebration Hospital, but they insisted that I go to Florida Hospital here in Kissimmee and part of the same group. I was so sick at that point, I didn’t argue and just agreed to go there. Won’t make that mistake again!  Final chapter coming up!


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