the next day the wind and seas gets even rougher and the boat adds some new moves in its dance through the waves , which are now like mountains , and we goes up and down and now sideways and over and i do n't get up for three days , 'cept to crawl to the head to spew up the vile juice in me gut through one of the holes , then i crawls back to the kip and gets sick again but this time i do n't make it to the head and i has to clean it up , which makes me sicker yet .