I got on the plane today (Sunday, June 21, 2009), ready to embark on an adventure back to 'The A' and I'm always excited to see what interesting thing might happen, the airport always brings me adventures and just life..in general
After plugging up my computer for a sec and etc. I got on the plane. I was alllllll the wayyy in the back so far I couldn't even see out the window
And I was in between two white woman (great, a plane full of racist..lolz) I tried relaxing
Got my phone and my ear plugs and the woman next to me looked like she was sick
I asked her if she was alright
You know? Just wanted to make sure...I dunno why I feel the need ..sometimes...
but she looked like she was in terrible pain and even the other white lady next to me was looking like wth?
and the Plane Lady was like are you alright..will u be able to fly?
And so I just kinda kept an eye on her..
she kept falling asleep too
like in the middle of talking and doing stuff
I asked her if she needed water..etc. I even woke her up and made sure her seat belt was on...she fell asleep while trying to put it on..
she tried drinking her coke but she spilled it on herself and her glasses had broke..
she seemed sooo miserable..
She kept saying oh great
etc. my day is going terrible...
I really felt for her..
She said she was feeling reaall bad, I asked her if she was sick and she said 'yes...but not contagious..or anything"
I was thinking mann...I hope this lady don't have no rare disease or anything...that's airbourne
As the plane went up in the air, her condition just seemed to remain
I kept glancing over as she fell back and forth into sleep
She occasionally leaned over to me and slept on my shoulder and then woke up and apologized..
I just let her...u know? Well idk..but I tried to sleep as well..
When we arrived, I woke her
And asked her if she knew where to go
I told her to call her ride etc...
I decided to walk with her and I told her I would...She decided to tell me..
She had cancer
My mind kinda went into shock
Like ...wow
And so, I made it my duty to make sure I took care of her.
The plane ppls the pilot all came to the back of the plane asking if she needed a wheel chair etc..
She just kept on saying noo I'm fine, she had even asked me earlier if she'd get in trouble for being sick on the plane..I assured her that was not going to happen
So we walked off...the plane workers kinda silently gesture-free gave me a look of content..
like all the kindness in the world was in this act
She apologetically thanked me
I just told her it was no problem
We walked off the plane and I continued to ask her about the ppl who would be getting her..
she told me she was just there to see them..
she wanted to smoke too
She said it was the only thing left in the world that made her feel good..
I was taken back..
I eventually told her she needed to find something else..
I couldn't stop her but I persuaded her to just walk to baggage claim and she decided not to buy any, and that she'd find someone who had one
I think at this point in her life...she's just gotta do what she feels will make her content...I found out that she doesn't talk to her mother, her daughter is in one of the Carolinas-19 yr old, and her ex-boyfriend...was apparently abusive..
And the only ppl that cud get her from the airport would not answer the phone and lives over an hour away...
My father called me on the way to baggage claim...I felt a rush come over b/c I couldn't just leave her there at the airport...the ppl she had been with treated her bad, and didn't even make sure her bags got to the airport, so she was luggage-less, with only a purse, no cell, and a change of pants (cervical cancer...weak bladder..yea) and I was trying to hold back tears.
She told me that she works with Autistic kids
and that the mother of one treated her awful.
She said that she didn't believe in God b4, she asked me if I did and she said she does now..she said that she won't get treatment..'you loose your hair...and it all goes downhill from there..'
We were on the airport train (I'm not sure if you've ever been to ATL airport) there were no more seats and so I told her to sit but she insisted not to..
So we both stood, she nearly fell if I hadn't have put my hands out.
when the train started to move,
she told me I was a good person and that when you tell ppl, most likely they won't care...
Well, she waited while I got my bags. I had heaavy bags, but instead of siting down and waiting for my father, I walked up and down the terminal with her, we called her ppl...we looked..she looked..but nothing..just answering machine...and sweat..and heat...
And so, I called her friend...
And asked her if there was ANYONE else who cud pick her up..she said no
kept repeating 'I have no one'
she kept telling me to go and go about my life, my buisness, etc.
I insisted that I would stay.
But my father came, and so I told her that I had to go but if she wanted me to wait with her I would
& so she said no...we hugged, she told my father, I was 'an angel' and we parted...
I called the number several times when I got home..to see if they ever picked her up..bizzy tone and voice mail...I will continue to call
~*BuNmI*~
After plugging up my computer for a sec and etc. I got on the plane. I was alllllll the wayyy in the back so far I couldn't even see out the window
And I was in between two white woman (great, a plane full of racist..lolz) I tried relaxing
Got my phone and my ear plugs and the woman next to me looked like she was sick
I asked her if she was alright
You know? Just wanted to make sure...I dunno why I feel the need ..sometimes...
but she looked like she was in terrible pain and even the other white lady next to me was looking like wth?
and the Plane Lady was like are you alright..will u be able to fly?
And so I just kinda kept an eye on her..
she kept falling asleep too
like in the middle of talking and doing stuff
I asked her if she needed water..etc. I even woke her up and made sure her seat belt was on...she fell asleep while trying to put it on..
she tried drinking her coke but she spilled it on herself and her glasses had broke..
she seemed sooo miserable..
She kept saying oh great
etc. my day is going terrible...
I really felt for her..
She said she was feeling reaall bad, I asked her if she was sick and she said 'yes...but not contagious..or anything"
I was thinking mann...I hope this lady don't have no rare disease or anything...that's airbourne
As the plane went up in the air, her condition just seemed to remain
I kept glancing over as she fell back and forth into sleep
She occasionally leaned over to me and slept on my shoulder and then woke up and apologized..
I just let her...u know? Well idk..but I tried to sleep as well..
When we arrived, I woke her
And asked her if she knew where to go
I told her to call her ride etc...
I decided to walk with her and I told her I would...She decided to tell me..
She had cancer
My mind kinda went into shock
Like ...wow
And so, I made it my duty to make sure I took care of her.
The plane ppls the pilot all came to the back of the plane asking if she needed a wheel chair etc..
She just kept on saying noo I'm fine, she had even asked me earlier if she'd get in trouble for being sick on the plane..I assured her that was not going to happen
So we walked off...the plane workers kinda silently gesture-free gave me a look of content..
like all the kindness in the world was in this act
She apologetically thanked me
I just told her it was no problem
We walked off the plane and I continued to ask her about the ppl who would be getting her..
she told me she was just there to see them..
she wanted to smoke too
She said it was the only thing left in the world that made her feel good..
I was taken back..
I eventually told her she needed to find something else..
I couldn't stop her but I persuaded her to just walk to baggage claim and she decided not to buy any, and that she'd find someone who had one
I think at this point in her life...she's just gotta do what she feels will make her content...I found out that she doesn't talk to her mother, her daughter is in one of the Carolinas-19 yr old, and her ex-boyfriend...was apparently abusive..
And the only ppl that cud get her from the airport would not answer the phone and lives over an hour away...
My father called me on the way to baggage claim...I felt a rush come over b/c I couldn't just leave her there at the airport...the ppl she had been with treated her bad, and didn't even make sure her bags got to the airport, so she was luggage-less, with only a purse, no cell, and a change of pants (cervical cancer...weak bladder..yea) and I was trying to hold back tears.
She told me that she works with Autistic kids
and that the mother of one treated her awful.
She said that she didn't believe in God b4, she asked me if I did and she said she does now..she said that she won't get treatment..'you loose your hair...and it all goes downhill from there..'
We were on the airport train (I'm not sure if you've ever been to ATL airport) there were no more seats and so I told her to sit but she insisted not to..
So we both stood, she nearly fell if I hadn't have put my hands out.
when the train started to move,
she told me I was a good person and that when you tell ppl, most likely they won't care...
Well, she waited while I got my bags. I had heaavy bags, but instead of siting down and waiting for my father, I walked up and down the terminal with her, we called her ppl...we looked..she looked..but nothing..just answering machine...and sweat..and heat...
And so, I called her friend...
And asked her if there was ANYONE else who cud pick her up..she said no
kept repeating 'I have no one'
she kept telling me to go and go about my life, my buisness, etc.
I insisted that I would stay.
But my father came, and so I told her that I had to go but if she wanted me to wait with her I would
& so she said no...we hugged, she told my father, I was 'an angel' and we parted...
I called the number several times when I got home..to see if they ever picked her up..bizzy tone and voice mail...I will continue to call
~*BuNmI*~
