After a long day, we caught the red eye flight home leaving Sacramento at midnight and arriving in Rochester at 11:00 AM. We got a little shut eye, but not enough to qualify as sleep. That’s why it was all that much more frustrating when we got to the baggage claim in Rochester and our luggage wasn’t there. When we boarded the plane, all the overhead storage was full, so the flight “attendant” checked our bags but somehow they didn’t make it through with us. The most nerve racking part was that my prescriptions and our new camera were stowed in my bag.
It wasn’t easy for me, but I had to put it out of my head since we were headed directly to an MRI appointment for my upcoming surgery. It took a little coaching from Dad and Shannon and a Dibella’s sub before I got my mind clear. I’ve had several MRI’s, all without too much difficulty, but this time was different. They informed me that with the extensive imaging they planned for my right leg and pelvis, I would be on the table for about three hours; no sweat, I once was on the table for over four. However, this time, with the way I was laying flat on the table and the weight of the coil against the affected area of my leg, I started to feel a burning sensation and extreme discomfort. I grinned and tried to bear it for the first couple images, but there was no way I could continue for three hours. After squeezing the emergency help trigger a couple times, they ultimately pulled me out so I could take a couple percocet before conitinuing. Even with the pain killers I was still feeling discomfort, so we decided to do only half the imaging and finish the rest a couple days later.
After a rough day, things turned with the arrival of our luggage. Then the solution to all of life’s problems, a home cooked meal at Mom & Dad’s. Eating on the road is great, but there is nothing like Mom’s mashed potatoes. And for desert, we headed to Ryan and Makiko’s for wings and beer where we also got to catch up with David and Sarah. It was like Festivus, we each aired our airline grievances. Some recurring themes:
- Herding the gate – even though there are several comfortable seats at the gate and assigned seats on the plane, we all seem to herd the entrance at the same time. Why do they have zones!?
- Take your time – after a long wait to board the plane, some people seem to have no qualms about hanging out in the isle getting situated while the rest of us wait. Haven’t you seen the Seinfeld “Soup Nazi” episode? Stow your bag, sit down, keep the line moving!
- No overhead space – because the airlines charge a fee for checking bags, everyone now seems to carry-on their oversized bags leaving the last man on no overhead space.
- First off mentality – when the plane arrives at the terminal, many people seem to think that they can pop up and be first off the plane; relax, we all leave in an orderly sequential line, popping up does not get you off any quicker.
By the time we got home around midnight, we had been awake for almost forty hours, and it felt good when we crashed in our own bed!