I was feeling totally fine, in fact, I was better than fine. I was on my way to New Zealand to road trip the south island for the next week and couldn’t have been more excited! So you can imagine it was a bit of a surprise when I found myself fainting at 30,000 feet in the air.
I had gotten to the airport extra early and found the perfect cozy corner to sit myself in, to do a bit of work. I had ordered a pizza and a nice cold beer. Everything was going smoothly! I boarded the plane, settled into my window seat (always), and closed my eyes to nap. I had noticed that the seats felt a little more cramped than usual. I fly Jetstar often so I found it a little out of the ordinary, but nothing to be alarmed about.
About 30 minutes later, I woke up suddenly and was not feeling well, I mean REALLY not feeling well. My vision started to black out and I got a sinking feeling in my stomach: I’m about to faint. Luckily, the flight attendants just happened to be going by serving refreshments at that moment. I got the attention of one of them, said “I think I’m going to faint,” and it all went blank.
Next thing I knew, I was waking up to my row being cleared and an oxygen mask being strapped to my face. I could tell everyone was worried but they remained calm. They kept trying to get me to talk, which wasn’t an easy task with an oxygen mask on, but I managed to get out that it might be low blood sugar and asked for some sprite or chocolate. It helped a little, but not a lot.
Then the anxiety kicked in. I started panicking that I had just fainted on a plane and was about to land in a foreign country for the first time at 2 in the morning where I had no one to help me. I was terrified. And to make matters worse, everyone was staring at me. I just told myself to stay calm and keep taking big deep breaths.
This one flight attendant, I wish I knew her name so I could thank her, sat with me the remainder of the flight. She constantly made sure I was okay, checked my oxygen levels, and all around made me feel comfortable in a very frightening situation. Luckily, as the plane began to descend, I started feeling better and was able to walk off the plane on my own.
Traveling solo can be really exciting, but it also comes with its drawbacks. It was really scary landing in a country where I had no one to rely on after that ordeal, but I just had to push through and deal with it. Though I would much rather have a traveling partner, traveling solo does make you face some uncomfortable situations and you grow from them.
Passing out mid-flight is not a small thing — it’s scary and alarming. Especially when you’re flying into a foreign country for the first time at 2 in the morning. The flight attendants were ready to call the paramedics should I have needed it when we landed. Luckily, that wasn’t necessary. But, had it come to that, it would’ve been a perfect example of when travel insurance comes in handy.
I know flight attendants deal with a lot of shit, so I really just wanted to take this post to thank those Jetstar flight attendants for being so great, and also all flight attendants that go above and beyond their job requirements. I know a lot of airlines are getting a lot of bad press lately (including Jetstar) so I just wanted to share a little good karma.
Ever had any scary situations like this on a flight? Would love to hear about them!
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