Flying for the first time without the kids caused significant anxiety, resulting in severe nausea and vomiting. As the plane took off, the symptoms escalated, leading to a violent episode of vomiting multiple times. Efforts to suppress the urge to vomit were unsuccessful, resulting in an unfortunate mess affecting both the individual and those around. The experience was both shocking and embarrassing, underscoring the physical toll of anxiety during travel.
Not someone, but myself, unfortunately. The last flight I was on was my first time leaving town without my kids. The anxiety I got from leaving them and being a day's worth of traveling away made me feel physically sick. I knew we'd miss them and I knew it would be hard, but I'd generally been strong about it and despite that aspect, very excited. Once we got as far as boarding the plane, I was nauseous from anxiety.
We got seated and by the time we were buckled, instructed to stay seated and about to take off, I was fighting back vomiting in a big way. The plane took off, and it got worse and worse the more we elevated.
Before we got fully in the air and able to use the restroom, it happened. I puked VIOLENTLY, but I stopped it with my mouth. My face looked and felt like a chipmunk storing nuts, except it was a day's worth of meals and bile.
I had to ask for a bag to put my jacket in, a barf bag (just in case anything else was left), and some paper towels for my husband. Still shocked that happened.
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