You Little Blue Bastard
Sleeping on a plane is almost impossible. Every Time I fall asleep, I wake up with horrible pain in my neck and back from being contorted in a very unnatural way for a man my size.
Currently, I’ve been on this plane to Salt Lake City for 3 hours and 45 minutes. I took two Xanax as soon as the plane lifted up. Fifteen minutes later I could feel myself slowing down and getting sleepy. The prospect of sleeping for most of the plan ride made me extremely happy. I barely slept the night before and I was hoping to be well rested by the time I reached Utah. That wouldn’t be the case.
I first tried falling asleep with my body and head resting against the window (I was in the window seat). Every time I would nod out for a few minutes, I would wake up with drool running down my face, horrible pain in my neck and complete numbness in my hands. But I kept trying this position as it seemed to be the most promising for me, as I’ve slept this way on planes before.
After waking up every 15-20 minutes using the window-torture position, as I like to call it, I knew I had to try other alternatives. There was no one sitting into middle seat of my row. I tried using that to my advantage by swinging my feet over to floor in front of the middle seat. I angled myself diagonally in my seat allowing me to lay in a reclined position. This felt like it would be a winning position for me. I was sure I would be putting my Xanax to good use. (more…)