Sky contagion


This won’t get posted until after I’m home, but as I write this, I’m flying home from our trip.  It was great.  Germany was fun, but hard on the liver & waistline.  Paris was – well – Paris.  Wonderful.  And the cafes, stores and streets were full of people.  Viva la Paris!

But now I’m hoping I don’t spend the holidays in the hospital.

I’m pretty sure this flight is actually one of those mercy flights.  France is sending it’s sickest people to the CDC in Atlanta to be tested and treated for multiple unknown viral conditions.  That has to be the explanation.

I’ve never heard more coughing and sneezing in my life.  Seriously.


And it’s just not coughing.  It’s COUGHING.  There’s some guy two rows up who has been “juicy” coughing/sneezing for the past three hours.  He’s the worst, but by far not the only one.  It’s a veritable cacophony of respiratory expectorant.

And from the sounds of it, they’re just letting it fly.  No hankies (do people use these anymore?) or tissues or even coughing/sneezing into their jacket.  Double yuck.

The juicy guy just started hacking again.  I expect a hairball any minute.

Small enclosed space.  Recycled air.  Dehydrated nasal passages.  There’s a book in Vegas as to when AGMA starts hitting the Nyquil.

On the positive side, I am blessed with the rarest of rare treats in modern aviation.  I have – hold on to your biscuits  – a row, an entire row, to myself.  All by my lonesome.  Just me.

No passive aggressive fights over the arm rest.  No balancing act to keep you food tray from upending when the guy in the window seat wants to use the toilet.  No derrière encroachment on my seat.  Three seats that are all mine.  My own little AGMA fiefdom.  All hail Queen AGMA!

This is not an random accident. “Airplane seat” musical chairs is a favorite activity before I fly.  I’ve been know to change my seat several times in the months and weeks leading up to a fight.  The ultimate goal is always a solo row.  It rarely happens.

I changed our seats on this flight right before online check-in and hit the jackpot. Bazinga!

My hub and I both like aisle seats on long flights so we always have our own turf.  But he’s one of those freaks of nature who can sleep most anywhere under any conditions.  Screaming children, juicy coughers, teeth rattling turbulence, people sitting on either side of him in Economy being passive aggressive with the arm rest.  ZZZzzzz…

I’d give him the stink eye, but he’s asleep.

But I stretched out over my row, MY three empty seats, and actually took a nap earlier.  And right now I’m sitting with my back against the window, propped up by three fluffy airplane pillows, a rolled up down jacket and a squishy neck pillow. My legs stretched out over three empty seats.  While this may be an oxymoron considering the state of comfort on airplanes for the average Joe, I’m extremely comfortable.  And happy.  Except for all the coughing.

Bonus – we’re flying Air France.  That means champagne is on the beverage cart.  And decent wine.  And brandy with your coffee.  And yummy rolls, a beautiful cold veggie salad, a huge hunk of Camembert and a very chocolaty fudgey brownie.  It’s probably the best food you’ll find on this side of budget economy.

And the flight attendants are really nice too.  They gave me a second brownie.

Ick. The juicy guy is at it again.  I hold my breath when he coughs.  Yeah, that’ll work…

I’ve already sneezed six times and have coughed a few times in my sleeve.

But my son, DIL and the most adorable grandson in the world are coming to visit this weekend.   We’re having an early Christmas dinner this Saturday for eight.  I need to get ready for that.  And I need to get the tree and house decorated.  And make sure the little critter has plenty of toys and books to keep him busy for the grand total of 48 hours he’ll be at our house.

So tomorrow, I’m going to stock up on vitamin C, Umcka cold care, elderberry syrup, and start neti-potting.  I have an AGMA Christmas to put on – there’s no getting sick allowed.  Das is verboten.

I’m holding out hope that all the alcohol still swirling around in my system will kill the germs.

Where’s that beverage cart?

29 thoughts on “Sky contagion

  1. Oh AGMA! What a fun read! Hope you stay healthy and get to enjoy your wonderful 48 hours of family Christmas time ahead! How I envy your delightful trip (despite the juicy coughing!) 🙂

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    • Jodi!! I’m baaaacccckkk online finally! Holy cow, the past couple of weeks since we got home have been totally crazy busy! I did, miraculously, stay healthy and spend an enchanted 48 hours with my grandson. I loved introducing him to our cats! Christmas dinner was lovely, and my son and DIL did an okay job of behaving themselves. Sort of…

      And you might envy my trip, but I envy your girlfriends trip so we’re even! There is nothing like spending time with long term, dear friends who know you warts and all, and still love you and are there for you no matter what. Not that I’m saying you have warts… Oh dear – you know what I mean. I hope! 🙂

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    • Oh Andrew… you and I have such similar life philosophies! We’re like twins separated at birth! The good news is that I didn’t get sick. But then again I kept up the wine drinking after I got home so that could be the reason. Yes – I’m sure it’s definitely the reason!

      Of course there are those studies that show that a glass of red wine a day is great for your heart. And now there is evidence that 3 glasses of champagne a week is also good for your health. But then again we knew that didn’t we?

      Have a wonderful holiday season! Cheers!

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  2. There must be a horror movie somewhere with the scene you just wrote! Load up on vitamin C…hope you stay well…and have a non contagion flight next time you are sky high.

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  3. I swear by a couple shots, sipped of course, of St. Germain, the elder flower liquor made in France, of all places! If you have never tried it, it’s the nectar of the Gods and well worth the hefty price. Plus the art deco inspired bottle is lovely! Have a wonderful Christmas.

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    • Thanks for the great tip Ilona! Drat – I wish I would have known when I was in Paris. That kind of stuff is so much cheaper over there… But it actually sounds like a great Christmas present to give myself so I might be visiting my local adult beverage store soon!

      Merry Christmas back at you!


    • Thanks for your sweet wishes of good health! I’ve used zinc in the past as well and it does seems to help. Luckily, I was protected by the invisible hand of my guardian angel – no cold symptoms showing up yet! And it’s been nearly 2 weeks since we’ve been back. Whew!!

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    • Thank you – I didn’t get sick. Yippee!! Sick people aren’t supposed to fly, but you know how that goes… Remember the people with ebola flying places this past summer? Ugh! I guess compared to that, the “juicy” cougher wasn’t so bad. 🙂


    • I’ve never had my humor referred to as healthy before… I’ve alway thought of it as sort of sick. Ha! Thanks for the wonderful compliment!

      Turns out my immune system was strong with The Force. I didn’t get sick. But the winter isn’t over yet. Happy thought…

      And yes – OMG – a whole row to myself!! Unheard of in this day of sardine can flying! I got in good with one of our flight attendants (they were all really great!) who told me my husband’s row was empty, so I changed seats with him. He had an empty seat beside him which is all he really wants. And I had a whole flippin’ row. An early Christmas gift!


    • Thanks much! I think cacophony is a vastly underutilized word… It both looks and sounds really cool! Funny your should talk about “horns”. A friend of my, this very minute, is at the Texas State Capitol Building in Austin listening to tubas playing Christmas music. We’ve been texting back and forth… But that’s how it was on that airplane – like everybody was playing a tuba! Loudly.


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