I’ve never really been air-sick before, so it was a shock to spend about 6 hours on the flight home feeling wretchedly nauseous, clutching the little white paper bags (fortunately did not need to actually use them) and mostly unable to sleep.
We arrived home yesterday mid-morning and spent most of the day slothing about, reading, napping and trying to feel a little more human – which was moderately successful.
Today I am full of swollen feets and ankles and still rather nauseous. I’m alternating putting my feet up and walking about a bit. I think I will go and seek out some anti-nausea tablets.
Fortunately there are still another six days until I return to SML.