mommaU4
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Normally I'd agree with you, but when it comes to flying.....I don't know about that.Everything is better when Disney is involved!

The last flight I took was in 2006, and it was actually the return flight home to Michigan from the Ladies Only WDW trip. It was at night, and the plane was mostly empty. We hit awful turbulence, the flight attendants weren't even allowed to get up and serve drinks, and I was sitting there all alone, no other passengers in the rows closest to me, in the dark, freaking out. I haven't set foot on a plane since then.I will admit, I don't think even flying to Disney would make me OK with it!! I never want to step foot on a plane again. And if I do, I will be medicated starting 6+ hours prior to takeoff.
Yep. Quite a few times. I actually didn't mind it as a kid. I flew with my grandmother to Washington a few times. This was ages ago and once they told a flight attendant that I was nervous to fly and I got to sit in one of the pilots chairs. I've also flown to Florida, Texas and Colorado a few times each. My anxiety just got worse each time and ever since I started having my panic attacks it's just not happening. Flew out to Colorado not long after my first one and the ER visit and had a full blown attack during the flight and I never want to go through that again. I flew out to Texas a couple summers ago and was medicated - even got my the dosage upped and started taking it the second I wokr up that morning (it was an afternoon flight). Even with all that I still wouldn't want to do it again if I don't have to. Flying terrifies me. And most of all is the thought of having another attack as bad as the one that landed me in the ER.

We used to fly a lot too. Back and forth from CA where we lived, to MI to see family. It never bothered me. Even as an adult after I was married and had kids, we took some trips to WDW and back to MI with no problem.
But somewhere along the way, something changed and I just don't think I could do it again. I fear I'd end up like you, with a full blown panic attack mid-flight.
And flying is so unpleasant these days. Good grief everything you have to go through before you board (necessary, I get it, but still not fun), the delays, no food, no movie, cramped seats, and fees up the wazoo!

It makes me sad because one day I'd love to see Ireland. It's always been a dream of mine. But I'm just not sure I can convince myself to get on a plane, especially for such a long flight!
