How xanax saved our first trip to Disney

TinkandAriel

<font color=royalblue>Living happily ever after<br
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Flash back if you will, to January of last year. I stumble across this wonderful board in my search for Disney trip planning information. Every other day or so I'd call the darling hubby in his truck "Hey, it would only cost yada yada yada if we went to Disney for this many days". "We'll see..." was his standard answer. Every night he came home, I'd innocently show him a picture of something Disney related "Check out this resort....look at the rooms, etc, and so on". "We'll see..." said he. One day in February he calls me, "Might as well book a room at Disney". WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! First, I'm off to check flights. I call him back "We can fly southwest out of manchester for $59 each, each way". Him "I think we should drive". Excuse me? From Maine, with a 5 yo? No. He calls me back a few hours later "Book the flight".
So, the trip is booked for April 2 - 9. We're staying at Pop Century and Flying Southwest out of Manchester.

Next episode....two days before we're due to leave......
 
two days before we're due to leave...dh says "I don't feel so well". Me, PANIC!!! Did I mention the man has anxiety issues he refuses to deal with? Let's see...for two weeks after dd was born he was so sick he lost 40lbs and I seriously thought he was dying. The day of our wedding he was sick in bed up til 15 minutes before the ceremony when I told the best men if they had to drag his sorry **** down the aisle, then so be it!
I'm not having him sick for the entire trip to Disney! The morning of April 1, at 8am, I called his dr's office and said "Give him something for his anxiety and give it to him NOW!!"
So, he gets a prescription for Xanax, with the instructions to "Take one tonight, then take another in the am". Now, my dh has NEVER taken a prescription medicine in his entire adult life, nor has he ever had a drop of alcohol or any other type of thing like that in his life. So, he pops a Xanax that night, and sleeps like a log.

Next.....April 2, departure....
 
Headed for the airport, April 2...
snowing, sleeting, cold and crappy weather. Yay, by 2:30 we'll be in sunny Florida!!
Off we go, me, dh, dd5yo, and mil and fil (who are just driving us to the airport and seeing us off). Dh is driving. Yes, he took his morning Xanax. About 10 minutes down the road, I look over to see him with this glazed look about him. I ask him if he's alright, and he smiles dopily at me. Maybe fil should drive?? Dh, the professional truck driver, refuses. 5 minutes later we stop at a store, so dh can use the restroom and get a drink.
Fil is gassing up the van, when dh exits the store. And just stands there. Smiling this big goofy grin.
"What are you doing, are you alright?" I ask.
"My feet!" He giggles (GIGGLES? Dh's don't giggle!!!)"I can't feel my feet!!"
Alrighty then, fil is driving and dh crawls into the backseat.
For the next 2 and a half hours he alternates between sleeping and telling us which body parts are nonexistant.
Somebody save me, I've never flown before and now I have to deal with the 5yo who's never flown and the usually strong dependable dh who is now on Planet Xanax and loving every minute.

Next....the plane ride....
 
At least he wasn't flipping out!
 

oops! Posted under DS's name!
Anyway...
I can't wait to see what happens!
Xanax is my best friend.;)
 
at the airport.....Mr. Dopey has morphed into Mr. Mellow, as in "nothing to it, everything's cool, we can handle anything". We finally get ourselves into the line for security, which is moving rather quickly....we're saying our goodbyes to the in-laws who have never been more than, oh, twelve minutes apart from my dd (who, by the by, is the one and only grandchild, so what does that tell ya?). I'm trying to juggle my backpack, the dd's backpack, the dd's blanky, the dd's build a bear, all while trying to remove everything from coat pockets, removing the shoes and socks trying to convince the dd that it is indeed normal to remove your shoes and socks, toss them into a container and walk barefoot through the line til you get them back (and said Build a Bear had to go through the x-ray, can you say "Traumatized 5yo!?"). Have I mentioned that I managed to pack everything we need for 7 days into just carry on luggage? Yeah, after carting that through two airports, it won't happen again. Meanwhile, Mr. Mellow is moving at sloooooooooooooow speed which seems like normal speed to him "Why's everything gotta be rush, rush, rush...slow down dude". I swear to all that is holy it's like someone slipped him some wacky weed somewhere along the line.
What started out looking like the trip from hades takes a good turn when we are the very first people in line at the PreBoarding line for Southwest. Only twenty minutes later we are boarded, sitting in the very front seat.
It is at this very moment that it occurs to me that OH MY GOD I AM ON A PLANE ABOUT TO LEAVE THE EARTH WHAT THE FRICK WAS I THINKING I WANT TO GET OFF SOMEONE DO SOMETHING!!!
The engines roaring, my fingers making permanent indentations in the armrests, the plane begins to roll off down the runway, gaining speed impossibly fast as only planes can do. Mr. Mellow grins at me "Is this not the coolest thing ever??"
Oh, yes, right. Absolutely. Sweet mother of God, I watch as we leave the perfectly good ground behind us and ascend into a big bank of white. "Mom, mom, mom!!! We're flying IN a cloud!!! This is too cool!!!" says the 5yo. It then occurs to me, what the he!! those pilots can't see where we're going if I can't see where we're going!!! Dh assures me all is well, they fly by the navigational instruments (Mr. Mellow is also Mr. Knowledge, who knew??) I try to relax but it's really hard with Donna screaming from twenty rows back.

Next...who's Donna, and what is her issue??
 
we met Donna while waiting in line to board the airport. She's with her man (that's what she called him, so help me...not her husband, or even her better half, her MAN.), and she's never flown before, in fact this is her first time ever leaving the state. Before the twenty minutes we waited in line was up, everyone knew who Donna was, and every damned detail of Donna's life. "Can you hold my place in line, I gotta go smoke a butt just one more time before I die". Donna had the craziest hair, several shades of bleach blonde, accentuated by the red and black plaid flannel shirt she had tied in a knot in the front. Plus the big muddy workboots. Donna was going to Disney too!! Yay!
Well, we got on the plane, where every employee on the plane quickly learned about Donna and her first flight evah!! Meanwhile, it's dd's and my first flight ever, but we aren't announcing it.
So, over the roar of the engines rose the wail of Donna as the plane lifted off. Rush, rush went the airline attendants to come to the aid of Donna...I'm not sure but maybe someone slipped Donna a couple of Xanax because we didn't hear much from her til we hit turbulance.

Next...how can air be so HARD??
 
WOW! Mr. Mellow has me cracking up!!! I even read it out loud to my DH. Xanax sounds like some great stuff! :rotfl:

-nat
 
I just read it outloud to my DH also! We are well aware of Xanax. great stuff! My DH isn't really "into" Disney stuff, but he got a real chuckle out of your story. can't wait for more!:yay:
 
You wrote one of the only TR that made me laugh out loud... Please write again. :goodvibes

-nat
 
This is the funniest TR "evah" I am subscribing and will be as patient as I possibly can while waiting for more.
 












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