There isn’t much to do on these boats, especially with the storm outside keeping us penned up inside. I’ve been feeling antsy and confined for a while, especially now that my wounds are pretty much healed. I’m having trouble not having anything to do; I’m used to having something 24/7. I’ve read through the book in my overnight bag a few times now and I do spend time helping out with laundry and cooking and stuff like that. They should really pack these boats with something to entertain you.
When I’m not helping I spend most of my time avoiding everyone. I know its worrying Pat and Jonathan but I can’t help it. Sometimes I stand at the windows staring out, trying to see the other boats through the waves and the winds, hoping that the others are ok. The waves seem so monstrous and the boats seem like toy boats in a bathtub being tossed back and forth by waves caused by an uncaring child. I occasionally hear Dr. Rivet and the Captain talking. The Captain thinks we are going to lose some of the boats in this storm. I hope he’s wrong. These boats must have some means to track each other, like a beacon or something. Surely we can find each other after the storms have quieted.
Other times I find a quiet portion of the boat where I can lie down and close my eyes. It gives a strange floating feeling when I do that, feeling the dip and swell of the boat as it navigates the waves.
Most of the time I help caring for those that need it. Poor Desirae, she’s not really recovered from losing her arm like that. I talk to her I try to help her with some of the things she’s finding difficult to do. I know she’s in a lot of pain. She doesn’t complain at all. But at night sometimes when I can’t sleep and everyone else who’s not on watch is asleep I hear the sounds of her hysterical crying and the sound of herhusband’s voice as he tries to offer her whatever comfort he can.
I’ve tried to make friend with Desirae’s and the Captain’s sons, Howard, Daniel, and John. The little ones are pretty sweet boys. Howard was older than I expected and I was a little taken aback at first but he seemed pretty miserable about hismom and I feel so bad for him. I know between driving the boat and taking care of hiswifethe Captain hasn’t had much time for his children. So now that Jordan is feeling better I swept him up and I got Sarah and Tammie to help me entertain the small boys. I tried to get Howard as involved as possible because the last thing he needs right now is to sit and think.