When my mother was taken to the hospital, I was on a trip.
I had to book an emergency flight and get home to her.
I didn’t want her to feel I wasn’t going to get home before her surgery, so I called my sibling and she put mom on the PC, and she was in tears when I told her I would be home in about three hours. I would be there for her when she went into surgery. I had to go because they were calling to board my plane. When I got into the jetliner, I wasn’t thinking about where I was seated! My mind was on my mom; Five minutes later, I was thinking about the seating. I was laying next to a person that was twice my size, and taking up half my seat. He was tall and needed extra leg room, however they wouldn’t let him move. I offered to give him the outer seat, however he said it would be worse when he started tripping the stewards. I then noticed how stale the air felt. I had the personal air vent pointed right at my face, however the air quality was even worse that way. The air vent was pouring out recycled air, and it was horrid. I was about to gag, the air quality was so bad. The person next me leaned over and asked if I was odoring anything off? I told him the air quality was bad, and there was nothing they could do to repair it until my associate and I landed. I planned on renting a car when I got off the plane, that way I would have excellent air conditioning and air quality on my way to the hospital.