As if I haven't talked about it enough, the day is getting CLOSE for me to get on a plane for 12+ hours and fly approximately 4,500 miles away from home. Over the Pacific Ocean. The anxiety is setting in. About the flight. Or not the flight so much as the flight potentially CRASHING AND BURNING. As I have mentioned before, I don't worry about this when I am with my whole family and we would crash and burn together. Sad, but true.
I have a friend who is a psychologist. I spend a lot of time with her, not as a patient, but as a friend. She knows my history. I was talking about this anxiety and she said, "Call your doctor and tell her you are traveling and are anxious about the flight. Then ask for some Klonopin." I told her first of all, I didn't think I could pronounce Klonopin, secondly, what the hell is THAT? It's another anti-anxiety med. Just what I need, more drugs. I was telling my husband about this and that valium must be so 70's. He immediately started singing Mother's Little Helper by the Rolling Stones. I immediately downloaded the song to my MP3 player to enjoy on my flight.
I did call the doctor and she was all "oh yeah, there is something for that!" She said they would call it in. I don't know what it will be - Klonopin, Xanax, an IV of anesthesia? Whatever it is, I hope it makes my flight a really happy one.
I am a 40 something chick, married (to Motorcycle Guy, AKA MG) and raising three boys (Big E, Sous Chef and CJ). We live in the burbs, which I am still adjusting to, even after 11+ years, and counting!