Barf on Planes
Wednesday, September 24th, 2008Clint has been in Dallas for a while so over the weekend I went to visit him. It was only for one night but it was fun. The flight is only 2 hours and 20 minutes so it was not a big deal. He had to drop me off at the airport a little early so I went to T.G.I.Friday’s for lunch and got a chicken breast with this side salad that was just cherry tomatoes, mozerella and basil covered in italian dressing. It was really good and I felt really satisified getting on the plane. The plane was only a four seater and I was on the aisle next to a teenage girl who kept to herself.
Everything was going great until we landed. As we started to taxi in I got really hot but that is normal because they turn off the fans but then I started to get nauseus and so I decided I would will myself not to throw up. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply and focused on not throwing up. I didn’t grab the barf bag because then that would let my mind know that it was okay to throw up. So I just sat there focusing when suddenly I threw up but it was just in my mouth so I forced myself to swallow it and start again. My stomache apparently did not want that food in my body because it came right back up but this time more. I had covered my mouth with my hand so all the throw up was in my hand and now I am frantically searching for the barf bag. I finally find it and pour my throw up into it and quickly close the bag hoping that no one will smell it. Because I was fighting it so much it also came out my nose so now I have throw up all over my right hand, face and inside my sinuses and nostrils. I grab my purse and all I have is a Sudoku book so I start ripping out pages and try to clean up my face and hand and blow my nose with it. Luckily I didn’t get any throw up on anything else. Now I notice that we aren’t moving. We sat on the runway for what seemed like an eternity but it was really 10 minutes waiting for our gate to be available. My nostrils and sinuses were burning so bad. Liquid was just draining out of my nose. Everyone around just ignored me but I don’t know what they could have done but I’m sure they told my story to the people who picked them up.
Finally I got off the plane and ran to the bathroom where I blew tomato, cheese and basil chunks out of my sinuses for five minutes. It hurt so bad. I can feel the pain just thinking about it. My nostrils are all dry and flakey due to the stomache acid, it is gross. I am so glad it is over.
Moral of the story: Grab the barf bag if you think you are going to hurl and bring a roll of paper towels just in case.
oh that just sucks!
oh that just sucks!
Oh my goodness! I am always afraid of throwing up in public. Sorry that happened! Makre sure you tell that story to you child when she gets older, over and over, to make her feel guilty.
Why did I have to wait to read your blog to get that story? THAT is horrible and so damn funny! I should have gone to lunch with you on Monday.
So this is what you were reenacting to Tom on Monday, when I said I didn’t want to know.
That sucks! I hate throwing up more than anything. Even if I know throwing up will make me feel better I avoid it at all costs. At least you managed to cover it up a little!
Make sure you drink lots of water while traveling. THat really sucks that happened. Sorry!
this story is so sad and gross. My nostrils are burning just reading it. MY short stint with bulimia ended when I threw up out my nose. After that excrutiating pain, I decided being chubby was okay.
Just reading that made my eyes water….
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What a terrible situation to be in. But you tell it so well, it seems very amusing in some crazy – glad it didn’t happen to me – way.
Oh Tammy, that is so crappy. I hate puking more than anything. I especially hate when my puke gets stuck in my nose…and when I can identify the different foods when I puke them. Sick.