Once we were in the air the airline announce that they needed a doctor. A little while later they announced that we would be stopping in London. A one year old child had a seizure and needed help. We ended up being on the ground in London for about two hours. We all stayed on the plane during that time. We were starving by the time we were finally fed lunch. We had breakfast at 7am and didn’t get our lunch until 3pm because of the emergency stop. We everything we were on the plane for 12 hours which is a really, really long time. I am just thankful I wasn’t entertaining my children. That would have been a nightmare.
We missed our connecting flight from JFK, so we were shuttled to another airport. It was 4pm in New York, but it felt like 11pm to us. Sam’s leg started hurting so he propped them up on a chair while laying on the floor. Our flight to DFW wasn’t very crowded, so we each were able to have a row and I slept most of the way. I kept waking up having no idea where I was.
Alycia picked us up from the airport. We got in early, around 9:30pm, which was about 4:30am to us. Alycia kept our kids one more night and Sam and I crashed as soon as we got to our house. It felt so good to be in our own bed.
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