medicgirl_911
Going to disney 5/1!!!!
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OK I had been lurking on the boards for a while before our trip. Posted a few here and there, but there were so many answers already to questions I had that I really didn't need to post a lot. I also subscribed to TGM (LOVED IT!)
A little background on us--
Me- Tif, 30, ER Nurse, extreme fear of flying, never been to Disney, my parents were the ones who always said "one of these days we are taking you kids to disney but one of those days never came. I have ALWAYS wanted to go. Married for 9 1/2 years. Not a thrill rider
DH-- 32, pipefitter, just got back from Iraq in Feb. Before he deployed to Iraq in 10/04 we told our daughter when daddy came home we were celebrating with a trip to WDW. Checking on stuff for Disney came a passtime for me and an inspitration dreaming of when my family would be complete once again. My husband was injured in an explosion, the soldier with him died. My husband has some probs with PTSD (flashbacks, sudden loud noises freak him out, starts getting really shaky and anxious in large crowds now) He really was not looking to forward to WDW now like he had before. Also not a thrill rider
DD-- 6, in kindergarten, very much daddys girl, kind of princess/pirate mix LOL Basically this trip is all about her.
Some of the upcoming plans we had... Wonderland Tea Party, Bibbidy Bobbidy Boutique, several character meals, Hoop-dee doo revue.
Well lets begin.....
12 hours before our trip its time to start packing for our trip. YIKES! Now I know some of you pack months ahead, but that is so not me. We were out of town the weekend in Chicago for my daughters state tumbling meet, I can only deal with packing and stress for one thing at a time.
We left out of Moline International Airport in Illinois (International LOL it has like 2 terminals hehehe we are small town hicks!) We didnt fly out til 1:30 which was nice since we arent naturally early risers (I work 12 hour nights)
Now up until the moment the plane started moving I was fine. The memory of my mild panic attacks flying to visit DH at the hospital was a distant memory. (kind of like childbirth, you forget those painful moments in favor of the more pleasant ones, or else you would never go through it again).
The plane begins to move.
I grab my husbands arm, apparently quite hard because he looks like it actually hurt him.
We are moving faster.
What is wrong with you?? he asks
I want off this plane now, I don't care about Disney, I want off! And I begin to cry, real tears, gripping tighter to his arms, please let me off the plane I beg him.
He is trying to be rational to me, that isn't possible he says.
My DD is looking at me like I am a crazy person.
OMG we are in the air, why is the plane feeling like it is dipping up and down, omg we are going to crash I just know it.
Apparently my nails are really digging into my husbands arm, he is trying to remove his arm from him and comfort me at the same time. I cry and hyperventilate until we get stable in the air.
Now once in the air I am ok. No matter what I will not get up and actually move in the plane mind you, I dont care how bad I may have to pee, I aint moving.
My daughter seems relieved that I appear to be her calm, cool mother once again. Thank goodness it was a direct flight to Orlando, I dont think I could have done so well again (lol) My husband couldnt believe that I freaked out so bad, we had never flown together before, never had a honeymoon or anything like that. The flight was uneventful, my daughter watched her fave movie on her portable DVD player....which would be the Disney Planning DVD. The people sitting behind us were also going to WDW and I noticed their son was watching her DVD from between the seats.
I had her take the headphones out so he could hear as well. Then the lady sitting across the aisle began making noises like it was driving her crazy to hear it so we had to cut that short. The ohter boys mom asked where we got the video.
"Didnt you get the planning video when you booked your trip?" "Oh we got somehting in the mail about planning but never opened it. What is there to know about planning??" Umm ok. "So have you made any dinner reservations?" I ask. "No we will figure that out when we get there, but I did hear that resteraunt at Cinderellas castle is nice, we may try that one out." "Ummm goodluck with that" I think. But I say Oh yeah I heard that too. Hate to burst her bubble ya know. So before I know it we are getting ready to land. This one goes a bit better, I am again clawing at my DH arm again He is being reasuring and telling me its all going to be OK. A bit of panic starts to set in, he tells me its OK sweety everything will be just fine. Now keep in mind I have headphones on trying to use the XM radio to help sooth me, and apparently I said much louder than I ever intended....."Fine??Fine?? We are hurdling towards the Earth at a thousand miles an hour and you think thats fine?!?!?! That is just not natural!!!!!"
What looks like the entire 20 seats around us is now turned around looking and cracking up laughing at me.
At least I wasnt crying this time. We of course landed safely on the ground......WOOHOOO WE ARE HERE IN SUNNY FLORIDA!!!!!!
More to ocme in hte AM but I got to hit the hay!
A little background on us--
Me- Tif, 30, ER Nurse, extreme fear of flying, never been to Disney, my parents were the ones who always said "one of these days we are taking you kids to disney but one of those days never came. I have ALWAYS wanted to go. Married for 9 1/2 years. Not a thrill rider
DH-- 32, pipefitter, just got back from Iraq in Feb. Before he deployed to Iraq in 10/04 we told our daughter when daddy came home we were celebrating with a trip to WDW. Checking on stuff for Disney came a passtime for me and an inspitration dreaming of when my family would be complete once again. My husband was injured in an explosion, the soldier with him died. My husband has some probs with PTSD (flashbacks, sudden loud noises freak him out, starts getting really shaky and anxious in large crowds now) He really was not looking to forward to WDW now like he had before. Also not a thrill rider
DD-- 6, in kindergarten, very much daddys girl, kind of princess/pirate mix LOL Basically this trip is all about her.
Some of the upcoming plans we had... Wonderland Tea Party, Bibbidy Bobbidy Boutique, several character meals, Hoop-dee doo revue.
Well lets begin.....
12 hours before our trip its time to start packing for our trip. YIKES! Now I know some of you pack months ahead, but that is so not me. We were out of town the weekend in Chicago for my daughters state tumbling meet, I can only deal with packing and stress for one thing at a time.
We left out of Moline International Airport in Illinois (International LOL it has like 2 terminals hehehe we are small town hicks!) We didnt fly out til 1:30 which was nice since we arent naturally early risers (I work 12 hour nights)
Now up until the moment the plane started moving I was fine. The memory of my mild panic attacks flying to visit DH at the hospital was a distant memory. (kind of like childbirth, you forget those painful moments in favor of the more pleasant ones, or else you would never go through it again).
The plane begins to move.
I grab my husbands arm, apparently quite hard because he looks like it actually hurt him.
We are moving faster.
What is wrong with you?? he asks
I want off this plane now, I don't care about Disney, I want off! And I begin to cry, real tears, gripping tighter to his arms, please let me off the plane I beg him.
He is trying to be rational to me, that isn't possible he says.
My DD is looking at me like I am a crazy person.
OMG we are in the air, why is the plane feeling like it is dipping up and down, omg we are going to crash I just know it.
Apparently my nails are really digging into my husbands arm, he is trying to remove his arm from him and comfort me at the same time. I cry and hyperventilate until we get stable in the air.
Now once in the air I am ok. No matter what I will not get up and actually move in the plane mind you, I dont care how bad I may have to pee, I aint moving.
My daughter seems relieved that I appear to be her calm, cool mother once again. Thank goodness it was a direct flight to Orlando, I dont think I could have done so well again (lol) My husband couldnt believe that I freaked out so bad, we had never flown together before, never had a honeymoon or anything like that. The flight was uneventful, my daughter watched her fave movie on her portable DVD player....which would be the Disney Planning DVD. The people sitting behind us were also going to WDW and I noticed their son was watching her DVD from between the seats.




More to ocme in hte AM but I got to hit the hay!