First Plane Ride!

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Tomorrow I'm going on my first ever flight...and I'm kinda scared. That's right. I'm in my 30's and I've never been on a plane. We were too poor to afford plane rides when I was younger and once I got older we would always drive everywhere. When we went to Mexico to visit family we drove. We took the train once and there were bus rides too. Now that I'm older I've driven through many western states to get to Colorado and Wyoming to visit family. I guess I figured that I better finally get on a plane before I die. 

 And for my first ever plane ride I'll be going to the YSC Summit which is a conference for young women affected by breast cancer in Houston. At least it will be a short flight for my first flight. And I made sure to get a nonstop flight so that I'm not freaking out for too long. I'll also be sure to take an Ativan to calm my nerves. I guess I figure that so much shit has happened to me that God better take pity on me and let me have an easy flight. First, I almost die from hypovolemic shock due to postpartum hemorrhage and then I get Stage IV breast cancer so that plane better arrive to Houston safely and the return flight should be just as easy. 

 Apart from being nervous about my flight, I really am looking forward to meeting new people. Especially when it's young women going through this same shitty diagnosis. Only they can truly understand the mindfuck that we go through every single day. It's gonna be fun. I'll tell you all about it when I get back. 

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