petrified. I literally could not breathe during takeoff in May. We were planning on driving from Ma. Literally flying never crossed my mind because I hate it so much. Had not flown in 10 years. The closer our vaca got the more I got to thinking about how much of our vACA would be just driving (with 4 kids) . And also I decided I did not want to pass on such a crippling (yes it is crippling) fear to my children. So we flew - Song - all I can say is THANK GOD for those tvs it gave me something to focus on. I don't feel comfortable taking any kind of pill or drink as I feel I need to have my wits about me in case of any emergency, so that tv was my atavan. My biggest fear is not so much dying - I know that will happen someday - but that something could happen to my kids and it was MY decision that put them in harm's way. THAT is my big fear. I just try to avoid thinking about the flight at all, or I would literally cancel the trips. 
