The last night of the cruise when we went back to the room, it smelled like cigarette smoke. So much so, I swear someone was pumping it in. I woke up with a stuffed nose and a sore throat.
Then I had to get on a plane. What a disaster that turned out to be. The flight from Miami to Houston was miserable. First, I foolishly gave up my aisle seat to the claustrophobic woman who had the window seat and asked if I minded switching seats - Ed wound up in the middle - turns out, I did mind switching.
It was so hot I thought I was going to have to disrobe. I told Ed I was going to take off my top. I figured I'd just drape it over my front and I'd get air on my arms and back, even though the only air I was getting was coming from the pinhole nozzle on that stupid air thingy above my head. I had my face turned up to it, enjoying the spit of air like a dog enjoys hanging their head out of a car window.
Then came the descent. We suddenly dropped miles, and the free fall seemed to last forever. All of a sudden, a razor sharp pain shot through my head into my eye socket. My hand flew up to my face, and I pressed my thumb into the corner of my left eye, near my nose. My eye started watering. My head felt like it was going to explode. I could not get the pain to stop. My sinuses were trying to kill me.
I'm still suffering - nose both stuffed and runny, sore throat, no taste or smell - and I also can't hear since my ears are still clogged. Everything sounds like it's coming through six feet of water.
But at least I'm home, right?
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2012: Cottonwood Trading Company
2011: Service With A Smile
2010: Getting The Red Out, One Barn At A Time
2008: How A Four Year Old Can Make You Feel Like Crap For Trying To Get Out Of Doing Yard Work
2007: Florida Fro
2006: Hail To The McGriddle Gods
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!