Night one, crossing the Gulfstream and heading for the Great Bahama Bank, we split the night up into shifts on the helm. Dave and Jean worked together until 1:00 am. I took over for an uneventful two-hour shift. Next up was mom. I woke her in her stateroom below deck and left her to wake up fully and prepare herself. By this time, Gizmo had driven Dave crazy and Dave was back up out of bed after little or no rest. I climbed into bed and tried to settle Gizmo down.
Shortly, Dave came in to the room and told me that mom was trying to climb the steps to the main salon level and had taken a fall. He asked her a couple times if se was okay and she finally responded, “I think so.” Dave went to the helm to take her watch and I came out to talk to her as she reclined on the dining seat in the main salon.
Here is what she told me. She didn’t think she was hurt. She didn’t remember going down and didn’t feel hitting the floor. She still seemed disoriented, her eyes looked unfocused, and her speech was hesitant and a little slurry. I questioned her on her food and drink intake and learned she had been nursing a single mug of iced tea all day. I gave her some water and she ate a little bread, but she was mostly out of it for the rest of the night.
The next day she seemed better, but we made sure she ate and drank more frequently. I suspect it was a dehydration problem, but this was not her first blackout (fainting) episode over the years. She suggested that her medicine doses may need to be altered because she has lost a significant amount of weight. Hopefully, she can call and speak to someone for advice at Kaiser. Meanwhile, we will keep a close eye on her!