I am traveling to LAS in March for work. I just booked the flight.
I am already feeling anxious about the damn flight.
I hate this. I really do.
Everything logical tells me that I will be safe. Statistics keep me safe. Hell, Steve flies every week and always comes home safe. I know I will be okay. But, I am still anxious.
And, it doesn't help that when I mention this to Steve his response is usually just "you will be fine." That isn't too comforting. He doesn't get my anxiety...at all...so he really can't help me through this.
Since 2006 I have been either pregnant or nursing during flights, so I have not taken medication while flying. I think I am going to get a Rx for this flight. Or, maybe I will just down a good couple of beers. But, at 8am? Are bars even open that early in the airports?
Isn't it funny that I am married to a pilot, yet I am an anxious flyer? I have flown a good amount and I know what is going on, but I am still anxious. Maybe that is it: I know too much, but I don't know enough. I know what can happen during flight, but yet I don't really know enough about what is going on.
I have about three months of anxiety ahead of me...this should be fun!