Parrothead1964
Earning My Ears
- Joined
- Aug 2, 2004
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I was fine with flying -- I even used to get a window seat so I could watch the countryside as it slowly passed by.
Then one day, all of the sudden I couldn't fly anymore. This was about 1996. I was scared to death of it, and I couldn't explain it. I had to fly to Washington DC once for business, and I couldn't get out of it. I even offered to drive there (from St Louis!), but that wouldn't have worked, so I had to fly. It was unbearable.
When I got home, people suggested I get pills that would knock me out while in flight. I got the pills, but the doctor made me promise to go see a therapist to find out why I all of the sudden did not want to fly. The therapist said it had to do with dying and not being here to support my kids.
BTW, the pills didn't work. I got tired and groggy, but they never knocked me out. My nerves and the tension was just too much. I haven't flown since and will not fly again unless one of my kids or my dad is in trouble.
Then one day, all of the sudden I couldn't fly anymore. This was about 1996. I was scared to death of it, and I couldn't explain it. I had to fly to Washington DC once for business, and I couldn't get out of it. I even offered to drive there (from St Louis!), but that wouldn't have worked, so I had to fly. It was unbearable.
When I got home, people suggested I get pills that would knock me out while in flight. I got the pills, but the doctor made me promise to go see a therapist to find out why I all of the sudden did not want to fly. The therapist said it had to do with dying and not being here to support my kids.
BTW, the pills didn't work. I got tired and groggy, but they never knocked me out. My nerves and the tension was just too much. I haven't flown since and will not fly again unless one of my kids or my dad is in trouble.