Journey log:Day 71-74 at sea. we walked our boat 213.01 miles. The other day, while waiting for our mail/supply ship to finish unloading (it usually takes an hour to do that) Nora Burke, Kitty Ann Carroll and I were talking about the 2 man jet skis we have on board and that we have never used them this whole time. One thing led to another and 10 minutes later we were setting up to do a team relay race. I needed a partner so I grabbed Ann Margaret Jennings cause she was sitting there. One person was to drive to a set point with a team mate on back, we switch drivers on board, then race back. Winner gets to watch the loser toss their favorite pair of shoes over board. Now I have a….. lets called it a problem…where I cannot have my collar bone touched. If Someone touches my collar bone I lose consciousness for like 2 seconds then I snap back and reflexively punch whom ever touched it. I can’t let doctors touch it, children, family no one. I can’t even watch someone else touch their own collar bone in front of me with out twitching. I have never had an accident or injury to cause this. I have just been like this since forever. Anyone who knows me, knows this. Every one finds this amusing and of coarse no ever believes me and HAS to try it out. They find it particularly entertaining to experiment while I’m driving.They fully believe it after I faint and we all almost die. Now, I begrudgingly had to divulge this to my partner for safety sake cause she would be behind me and If she grabbed me she would need to know this info to avoid injury. Of coarse she too finds this incomprehensible and now all 3 girls are dyin to see this in action. So I thought it best to let Ann Margaret drive first hoping she would get too caught up in the race and forget about me till we got back. I wish. After we rounded the bowie marker I slide to the side and we traded spots flawlessly.I was driving now. We were in the lead by a jet ski length and almost to the finish line when she just couldn’t help herself. She reached up, touched my collar bone and when I woke up, I was face up (thank god) with my hair was caught in the propeller. My guess is. I slumped sideways and went right underneath the jet ski, thereby getting me all tangled, Ann Margaret was shot lie a lawn dart into kitty and Nora and took them out too. We all had to be fished out. Kitty has a concussion, Nora has 10 stitches in the back of her head, Ann Margaret sprained her knee and is on crutches for 2 weeks and I now look like Jodi Foster in the Accused. Believe me now girls?
Posted on: Sat, 14 Jun 2014 17:46:25 +0000
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