A couple years ago we decided to expand our Disney experience and take a Disney Cruise. Sounded like a good idea to everyone except the girl who was completely terrified of being in the middle of the ocean stuck on a ship. (Have you not seen Titanic?!?!) My family finally convinced me and we booked a cruise with a couple of other families we knew through our travel agent. Our crew headed off to Florida and I tried to have the best outlook possible.
A year ago today, we all got excited when we saw the ship for the first time driving up to the port. For a second I began to think this might not be such a bad idea and was looking forward to meeting up with the friends we’d be cruising with. After we boarded the Disney Dream, we had lunch and explored for a little bit until our room was ready.
When we were able, we headed to our room. That decision would change our entire vacation. My husband was helping my daughter, who was two at the time, go to the bathroom (we worked so hard to be potty trained before the cruise so she could swim!). As she stepped out of the bathroom, he accidentally let go of the door, not realizing how quickly the door would slam and that her thumb was in the door’s pocket to close. In the blink of an eye the door slammed shut on her thumb and blood was everywhere. He rushed her off to the nurse while I stayed with my mother in law and the boys. Before too long, we got a call from the ship’s doctor on our wave phones (phones to communicate on the ship) telling us we all needed to come down to the infirmary.
My sweet little princess was all bandaged up. At that point we had to get off the ship and take her to the emergency room and were unable to make it back before the cut off time at the port. I can personally tell you nothing is more heartbreaking than your boys sitting in the waiting room of the hospital watching the Mickey Ship sail away without them and holding your daughter getting stitches screaming “I want Mickey!”. There wasn’t a dry eye left in the room.
Disney Cruise Line did help us get everything off the ship and we were able to rebook our “redo” cruise for a couple of months later (spoiler alert: no broken bones that time!). Things went so well the second time around in fact that my crew is already talking about another Disney cruise. Little one is still hesitant and asks about the Mickey Ship that ate her finger. I’m thankful we have some much better memories to replace our first (and worst) Disney Cruise ever.