Second Day Back

Scold the Contesa for ruining Jenny. The Contessa replies briskly that Jenny looked Hungry. Ask, how could you tell she was hungry for chicken. She says that Jenny sent her an esp message. Can't tell if she is being serious or not and have no time to cross examine because she changes topic to my trip to see Dave's mother. Says, Tell me Everything. Tell her that trip did not begin well. Plane extremely small--one seat right and two seats on left. While settling self down into seat, accidentally touch air sickness bag and feel premonition that am going to be very ill. Tell Dave. Dave says, don't be silly. You are going to be fine. Plane takes off and bumps along into rainy and dark skies. Remember that have staved off air sickness before by going into trance by staring at Sky Mall. Find many things that have absolutly no use for but feel that need quite a bit (i.e. hot ash vacuum for easy fireplace clean-up, special long brushes to clean out dryer lint traps--lint apparently nearly as dangerous as uranium). Am occupied and just on this side of sickness when Dave puts his hand on my knee. This breaks trance. Next hour very very trying. Have disturbing fantasy that plane falls out of sky and ends misery. Have funeral and elaborate scattering of ashes. Death and cremation unfortunately do not bring relief. Dave says, Do you Want some Seltzer. Shake head without speaking which can tell hurts Dave's feelings. He, apparently, feels perfectly fine. Has had one cup of coffee and eaten all of vile looking cheesy dolfins and pretzels. Proceeds to eat my bag of same. After several weeks of flight, plane lands. After unfortunate scene in which puke on Jetway, go to bathroom to clean up. Feel much better. Dave, on the other hand slightly pale. Says, Prepare Yourself.