Incident at 37,000 feet or how I ended up getting my head glued in a UK emergency room

[catsparx]

It’s a quarter way through the 8-hour crossing from Dallas Forth Worth to Heathrow. I’ve eaten my dinner, snubbed my nose at the meagre cinematic offerings and settled into a light doze when something suddenly wakes me. My own body heat. I’m burning up and I feel terrible so I get up and fumble my way to the bathroom just beyond the plane’s midriff

Comments

[punktortoise]

Gosh. This sounds like a nightmare. Good to hear you're OK after all that. Bummer about the rugby, though.

[catsparx]

I know -- dunno what I'm gonna do over here with rugby off the cards

[tallaudrey]

Sometimes I think the hardest thing to survive is the British NHS. Glad you're okay. You're brain was obviously too heavy after taking in all that Atwood knowledge! xx

[chrisbarnes]

Yikes! That's the wrong sort of adventure, Cat. Sounds like a LOLcat pic is due... "Flying: You're doing it wrong."

Take it easy, and no more falling down in strange places, OK?

[dreamer_easy]

Those flight attendants should have called an ambulance.

Fuckin' eh!

Glad you got checked and are OK. (Have a mental picture now of you playing footie while full of champagne and cocaine.)

yikes

[ext_203903]

Weeping head wounds and NHS notwithstanding, how the hell are you surviving without a camera?

Re: yikes

[catsparx]

by borrowing my sister's camera!