344 Mid Flight Worry

(Winona)

The hum of the engines is a constant, steady sound, almost like a lullaby. Abby is curled up with her favorite stuffed animal, chatting with Sarah, who’s sharing her earbuds and explaining how the game on her tablet works.

Bobby is deep in concentration, lost in some building game of his own, while Henry naps peacefully beside me, the soft beeping of his monitor like background music.

I touch his little hand and marvel at how much he’s grown.

I do feel peaceful, but something is off with me. There’s a tightness in my chest, and every time I shift in my seat, I get hit with another wave of dizziness.

The headache, a dull throb at the base of my skull, persists. I press my fingers to my temples, trying to stave it off. I know I do need the bathroom.

I stand up and my lightheadedness has me gripping the seat to steady myself.

“Ma’am, are you alright?” one of the medical team asks.

I force a smile. “I’m fine, just a little dizzy. I think it’s the excitement and stress catching