Rolfe
Adult human female
What Dogdoctor said.
I vividly remember setting off on a cross-channel trip late one evening as the first of the autumn gales set in. My cabin in the ferry was very basic, and very "inside". I started to feel very queasy very quickly. Even a momentary squint to see where I was threatened to set off the nausea. How I managed to get to the bathroom (along the corridor), perform my ablutions, get back to the cabin, get undressed and into bed, all with my eyes clamped shut, I'll never know, but I did it.
I'm fine in trains, but in buses I have to stare out of the window or I'm a goner. So frustrating if I've got something I want to read, but bitter experience tells me that if I try to read it I'll be a basket case inside half an hour. (Just ask my choir buddy, as we trundled through Italy and I kept exclaiming at the wonderful scenery until she told me to shut up and stay shut up - she was trying to read The Female Eunuch. I wanted to read The Name of the Rose, but knew better than to try. Fortunately the friendship survived....)
Rolfe.
PS. Dogdoctor, are you another vet? Where?
I vividly remember setting off on a cross-channel trip late one evening as the first of the autumn gales set in. My cabin in the ferry was very basic, and very "inside". I started to feel very queasy very quickly. Even a momentary squint to see where I was threatened to set off the nausea. How I managed to get to the bathroom (along the corridor), perform my ablutions, get back to the cabin, get undressed and into bed, all with my eyes clamped shut, I'll never know, but I did it.
I'm fine in trains, but in buses I have to stare out of the window or I'm a goner. So frustrating if I've got something I want to read, but bitter experience tells me that if I try to read it I'll be a basket case inside half an hour. (Just ask my choir buddy, as we trundled through Italy and I kept exclaiming at the wonderful scenery until she told me to shut up and stay shut up - she was trying to read The Female Eunuch. I wanted to read The Name of the Rose, but knew better than to try. Fortunately the friendship survived....)
Rolfe.
PS. Dogdoctor, are you another vet? Where?