I am not making this shit up
I'm in an internet cafe in St. Martin right now. We are having a great time RELAXING, but I just had to tell you the story about our flight here. So, after we took a two hour nap, we decided to listen to the new Dane Cook album on our IPOD. About five minutes after we started listening I noticed a commotion and I saw a flight attendant run by with a medical bag in her hand. I ripped my earphones out of my ears and I turned to the husband who was starting to realize what was happening and I said "GO!"
He bolted from his seat and tried to make his way to the sick woman who was lying in the middle of the aisle unconscious.
He had trouble getting through to her because people couldn't believe he was a doctor. Apparently doctors should be wearing a suit and a white jacket at all times; not the jeans, T-shirt, and sneakers the husband was wearing.
Finally, they let him through and he began to work on the woman. They have a lot of medical supplies on the plane. He took her blood pressure and it was very low. There was a nurse on board helping him. They decided the woman was dehydrated and needed an IV.
As I stood there at the front of the aisle, watching the husband work, beaming with pride, I couldn't believe it when I heard him say the word "IV".
He was leaning over this woman in the middle of the plane all of these people watching his every move. He was squeezed in between the seats in the very skinny aisle. I just couldn't believe he was going to put an IV in this woman, but he did. On the first try. In front of an audience.
He spent the rest of the flight tending to the woman and filling out forms required by the FAA. When we landed he met with the doctor at the airport and handed the woman's care over to him.
The flight crew couldn't thank him enough and they gave us a bottle of wine and a bottle of champagne as a show of gratitude. In the cab ride to the hotel I kept muttering "I can't believe you put an IV in someone on a fucking air plane!" The first thing we did when we got to the hotel was take a Loooooooong nap.
When we woke up we decided to have some of the wine the flight staff had given us. When the husband opened the bag that the "wine and champagne" was in he discovered that he had picked up the wrong bag.
This bag was filled with headphones.
Nobody's perfect.
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