JR is freaking me out...and I don't need any help in that department. Tomorrow is the big day! We leave for Vegas at noon tomorrow and I couldn't be more excited. I have been trying to focus on the excitement and not the anxiety...which was going pretty well until last night.
If you don't know this about me - I am a little on the crazy side. I say this jokingly, because I am not REALLY crazy, I just have issues. I am not a great traveller. I get motion sickness VERY easily, and I have a tough of claustrophobia...I'm okay in a car - mostly, unless it's a really long trip and we dont stop for a long period of times...then everything closes in on me, it gets hard to breathe, and I start having a little panic attack. It's not pretty, and JR is usually pretty good about it. I can NOT travel in the backseat...unless I have plenty of room...sometimes laying down will help with the claustrophobia, but it increases the motion sickness. I HATE elevators with a passion...after using an elevator it usually takes at least half an hour to start breathing okay again...I try to always take the stairs. The last time I was on a plane was nearly 4 years ago, on our last trip to Vegas. Between the motion sickness, and the closed off space, it was a disaster. I spent the first leg of the trip vomitting my butt off. Then I got some dramamine at the airport in Denver, I took an extra dose, and knocked myself out for the secong leg of the flight. I repeated the process for the flight home.
Anyway, JR started telling last night that I should wear something really comfortable for the flight there and back. He said I should either wear a V-neck or a button down shirt (he knows me well, I usually start trying to tear my shirt off at the neck because I panic and feel like the shirt is actually trying to strangle me). Then he goes on to tell me how nervous HE is about travelling with me, and that maybe I should run to doctor for an anti-anxiety pill that I could use for the flights. The thing is...I don't want to me knocked out...well, for the flight - yes - I NEED to be knocked out, but once we land - I am going straight to the hotel, changing clothes, and hitting the casino, and I don't want to feel water logged! So I think I am going to just stick to the dramamine, and hopefully that will be fine, but every since he started talking about it last night, I feel like my chest is already constricting and I am getting very nervous about the flights. Grrrr! I know he was just trying to help...wanting to make sure I was as comfortable as possible, but I wish he would have waited until tomorrow morning to say anything...that way I only had a couple of hours to panic instead of 2 days! Grrr!
On the plus side...I'm GOING TO VEGAS TOMORROW! Now if I can just concentrate on that pasrt of it instead of how we are going to get there...
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I am TERRIFIED of flying. If I didn't have to take care of kids during the flight, I would totally go get an anti-anxiety pill for my next flight. You don't have to take such a strong dose that it knocks you out. I know this is too late. Maybe next time. How did you do, by the way?
As far as how I did in Vegas...ummm - lost my butt off.
As far as how I did on the flights...I did really well. I took a dramamine an hour before we left San Antonio. The take off was still a bit rough, and I got a little queesy when I tried to look out the window, but other than that, it was actually okay. We got delayed in Phoenix, but the take off was better, and apparently I can look out the window at night time...
I took a dramamine an hour before we left Vegas, and had no problems. The take off was fine, and I had no nausea the entire trip home. So all in all, we had a great time, lost a ton of money, and I didn't get sick on any of the planes! Woohoo
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