The last hour of my flight, I started to feel like I was going to be sick and throw up so I got out to head to the bathroom and felt even worse. I was afraid I'd throw up in the aisle so I asked for a bag and next thing I knew I was on the floor with a doctor over me asking me what my name was. I didn't even know I had fainted in the galley. The poor ladies must have been freaking out. I felt so sick I had to go to the bathroom. But once I was done I felt better but lightheaded and dizzy. No clue why or what brought it on. The nurse and doctor on board were with me my last hour of the flight and making sure I was ok. I felt fine just dizzy. I have no clue what it was. Usually if I feel an anxiety attack coming, I feel it creeping slowly but this was something new. They said that someone gave the. Wrong information to the doctors on the ground saying I had cpr so they were now forced to have paramedics meet us at the plane and take me off! I said I was fine but they said it is too late. Omg how embarrassing. They made everyone wait until I got off the plane. The paramedics were sweet and checked to make sure I was ok and had me on my way. I left with a cut on my elbow and bruise on my head from the fall but glad to be off and not in a hospital.
Once we left the airport, we ran around town to leave a bunch of giveaways for Make Your City Wild and it was really fun to see people looking for Mat's work running around after us hahahaha.
Early AM at CAM ready for installation:
Mathew putting in the final touches on the large stencils