When it happens at once...

Sometimes

Fall just

Pops

or

just

falls

and things just go awry

in the process...

Well,

so far that has been the past week

and

I'm sure hoping that the splendor of

fall in all its glory

will slow down

so that we (or I) can

enjoy it

starting

NOW would be a great time!

New England was a mixed bag

as the people I met were just wonderful...

and

the

Tale of Delta far to complex to really tell

but

I'm thinking

I should stay away from

Atlanta... [no layovers/no stops/no nuthin]

On my way to New England

I had a small/short layover

it lasted

5.5 hours

with passengers being taken off the plane,

a plane being worked on,

folks being told not to leave the area,

folks being treated rudely by the counter people wearing the Delta colors and badge.

I along with many others

felt as though it was a bad joke and at times

we all wondered if we would ever

arrive at

White Plains

our final destination.

BUT WE DID.

After gettting there and walking up to the

Hertz counter

I hear the lady there say this expression;

"you just don't know"

to a man she knew.

I couldn't help my self... I laughed out loud

and

said,

"oh I am not the person you want to say that to

as

"YOU just don't know the day all these people standing around that turnstile waiting for luggage have had in Atlanta"!

She was fast, efficient, and it was raining like you cannot imagine in the darkness of night.

I then left to find my rental

to drive to CT.

After the horn blow of the panic button let me know I had found the right car

I went to the little booth where they check you out;

only then to be told by a man,

"YOU picked the wrong car"!!!

"I PICKED THE WRONG CAR"?

I put the key in, went to the designated number assigned and in the rain got in and the key worked; here I am, and you tell me

I picked the "wrong car"?

Really???

He took the time to find a gentleman who was soaked in the rain, in the dark, and to tell him what "I" had done...

and

the man looked at me

and

said,

"Lady, just go ok?"

Wise man he was!!!

So the Gps and I left for parts unknown; I did get to see three bridges of CT; only because they were being worked on and the spotlights were on them.

They were lovely.

I arrived at 11pm or so;

fell  into my room and

thanked the Creator

then hoped for a great time in New England and for another flight when I realized

that i would indeed be flying back through

Atlanta on Thursday!

Oh my...

I met some lovely folks; doing the work there in

New England; I had forgotten that they are not real talkative and that they have to be

engaged.

One woman told me as a visual

I could let others know that those in CT

may be thought of as

"wired jaws" as they speak without moving their bottom jaw!

Of course I then spent most of the day

trying out my best

Katherine Hepburn impersonations

when talking on Compassion Fatigue.

We had a grand time

in

New England

and

then I was off to the next place

and

ultimately in

Warwick Rhode Island.

where I was told there that

people are

known to be

"great listeners".

They talked little but listened hard.

I did have the best

Lobster evah there

but I'm not quite up to showing the picture yet.

IT was soooo good.

Leaving Rhode Island after a day of speaking and running to fill up the rental car

making my way to the airport...

It was an absolutely blue skied and lovely day

I have to tell you!

I then grabbed a sandwich from a

"healthy and quite famous place"

right across from gate 16

to take on the plane with me.

I have NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE,

but

knowing I would not arrive home until midnight figured it to be a great idea

and healthy as well.

100 miles north of Atlanta

I felt as though someone had put fire and gas inside my body/my veins

and got horribly sick

after letting the crew know I feared the worse.

the second half of the sandwich

was in my bag

and

somehow

the Creator allowed me the strength to "unlock" the bar in the bathroom

before losing consciousness

where they found me

where they enlisted a passenger who was EMS

and he could not get a blood pressure on the cuff, and I kept hitting my head they said against that little room,

and

oh I have never ever been more sick in my life.

I sort of remember a crew member and she was so so sweet fitting in that little room and trying to brace me for a landing that i have no recall of.

ultimately we landed in Atlanta.

A crew of first responders met the plane;

somehow they removed me from the plane

with no pulse, unconcsious

and took me to a hospital somewhere

but I had a helluva time getting me to tell me where I was when I had moments of lucidity,

and at no time did they help me contact anyone who loves me;

nor did they help me with things that were so necessary without my screaming to the tops of my lungs.

where it went for horrible to god-awful.

I fought

and

I demanded to be heard

and

I got out the next day

with help from home

on the next plane

and

have been told that the makers of the sandwich are most concerned about ME

and are taking care of all the bills and want me to be ok and to not worry.

I left the hospital wearing scrubs

and looked like hell

but

I am home

SAFE

and

have spent the last two days

hydrating, sleeping, and restoring.

Perhaps this butterfly I met in rhode Island was trying to tell me something... It landed on my hand on the last day.. and I admired it so, and thanked it for the visit.

I leave in the morning for Denver, flying SOUTHWEST.... to Wyoming, then all over Colorado...

I sure hope the Midwest is slow, is beautiful, is kind in its fall with no snow and just the magnificence of the folks I will be honored to meet.

ANd no... it's no more healthy sandwiches from the airports for me;

back to McD's and Burger King

and

there you go!

Life on and in the friendly skies.

Here on the home front

DLB is having a back that is screaming with a muscle that is just giving her fits

cortisone shots that have yet to provide relief

we are one fine mess in Florida!

The little ones

are wondering where have our humans gone...

><

Life is a glorious adventure or nothing at all

Helen Keller once said

and

she sure nailed that one right.

Be Well folks, give a thought to those here on this page that need some extra thoughts

many are fighting battles to large to see

and

need the warriors to

STOMP

and to know you are thinking of them...

Walk In Beauty

DRSES

www.drsherryeshowalter.com