Wow, are you guys ready to hear a crazy story!?
So, some of you might remember that my DH is away in Oklahoma city for work the next 10 weeks (7 now). I went to go visit him without the kids, it was like a mini vacation. We had a great time together and I miss him already. That being said, let me get to the good part. On the trip over everything was fine. I was thinking about how wonderful the trip was without having to fly with children and how i could just sit in peace! On the way back I had 1 stop off in dallas. My first trip was at 6am so I had to be at the airport at 4 thanks to spring break. Of course the first flight was late making me have to run to catch the next plane in dallas to fly back to tampa. I never got to grab anything to eat and was starving! I fell asleep the first 30 min of the second flight. When i woke up i started to feel really Sick, so I looked around for a barf bag. The guy in front of me decide not to shower that day and smelled like BO. After panicking not being able to find a bag to puke in I decided I was going to try and make it to the bathroom. I started sweating profusely as i slowly made my way down what seemed like the longest aisle ever. All of a sudden the aisle started to get really narrow and black, i remember people starring at me and this one guy saying "Are you ooooooo kkkkkkkkk?" The next thing I know I woke up to people screaming "HELP" and all the lights going on calling for an attendant "DINGGGG" Someone picked me up and took me to the back of the plane. I had fallen and hit my head on one of the arm rests so my head was killing me. Long story short they gave me some ice and food. I have never blacked out in my whole life. It kinda feels like it was a movie and didn't really happen. I refused to go to the doctor when i got off the plane so I had to fill out a ton of paperwork. What a crazy end to a wonderful trip! Sorry for the novel