Getting Sick

The trip home was certainly a trip I will never forget.  The day we left for home was the day I got sick in Mexico.  Out of now where I immediately had a fever, chills and aches.  Now put that with bumpy, no seatbelt car and 10+hours of flight and travel time and that equals a swell time. 

I think my favorite memory of the flight back was American Airlines from Cancun to Chicago.  The whole flight I was fidgety in my seat trying to get comfortable and just pass out for the flight.  Shivering in my seat from the chills I called the attendant to ask for a “blanket”, for which I would have gladly paid.  She responded with an “Aw I’m sorry but we got rid of those” and went on her way.  After some time of tossing and turning and freezing I felt very sick so I went to the air toilet.  I didn’t get sick but when I came out I asked the attendants in the back for a bag and a ginger ale just for precautionary measures.  The three ladies in the back took off in panic mode for fear that I might erupt at any moment.  Sure enough as they couldn’t find a bag one of the ladies dumped a plastic bag that was full of BLANKETS! Great customer service American Airlines you really are awesome. 

After landing in Chicago, I was greeted with a wonderful message of “Im sorry you can’t make your flight, we have to book you for a later one.”  So I drugged on to the gate to eagerly await our flight. As I cycled in and out of consciousness in Chicago airport, sleeping on the floor, I kept hearing on the loud speaker that our flight kept moving from gate to gate.  I don’t think I would have minded the delay so much if I wasn’t sick, but I just wanted to get in my bed and get warm.  Finally, we were able to get a flight out and I didn’t get back to my apartment till four in the morning.  I’m glad my parents were there to pick me up, though I felt bad that it was so late for them, because I don’t think I could have driven back to my apartment.  Needless to say it will always be a trip to remember.