Today I travel to see a client. It is the first flight since my diagnosis. Isn’t that weird? Maybe not for you, but I fly a lot (boy are my carry-ons tired!) and it seems like so long ago since I was diagnosed … it just seems odd that this is the first flight.
I probably wouldn't have noticed but a couple things made me realize it's been a while since I tried to fold my very long legs in such a way to make them squooush into the non-existent space created by the nice gentleman in 3A who always decides to take a nap. In my lap. 1) the realization that my photo ID current looks just exactly nothing like me – unless you make a little frame by circling up your index finger and your thumb and placing it directly over my face blocking out everything but my nose, then it looks exactly somewhat like me. Sort of. And 2) I have to wear a mask on the flight. The surgical kind, not the hold up a bank kind. I have to put it on when I get on the plane and can’t remove it until after I get outside the terminal. Couple that with the fact that I’m more than a bit pale these days and you've got the makings of a side-show freak. Or a 90s movie.
Can you imagine getting on a plane and seeing me sitting there bald and masked? This would only be better if they still allowed knitting needles on the plane. Not because I would be knitting but because I would occasionally click them together and hold them on top of my head only to appear frustrated when I couldn't get a signal. I think this would complete the picture nicely. As it is, however, I'll be lucky to get my deodorant on board. Um, make that my client will be lucky for me to get my deodorant on board. So I doubt my steel knitting needles are going to make it. Once seated, bald, masked and pale, I'm sure it will go one of two ways, either I’ll have the entire Southwest row to myself - on BOTH sides of the aisle - or a seemingly nice lady with big hair and red lipstick will sit next to me so she can tell me about everyone she knows that’s died from cancer.
Need a preview? This was taken over labor day during wall demo. Perhaps I should bring the gloves too.
And if you think I’m not going to use my current predicament as a reason to pre-board then you don’t know me very well.
I’ll let you know how it goes.