Having to wear my CPAP mask to sleep in makes me feel like a Fighter pilot going to bed each night... like something out of Top Gun though not so glamourous... The CPAP is needed to support my sleep apneas and drop in oxygen sats through the night...all related to my Killer Boobs... loool yes the heavy breast tissue is causing havoc.. rather than an asset it is throwing me into structural stress problems...and I cannot get help... as the local PCT will not allow the funding for what is deemed as cosmetic surgery.
Was thinking how I am losing myself in all this and was reminded through my quip about Top Gun how I have a desire for my PPL...
To think I really have flown one of these.. Cessna 172....see pics.... was a crafty way signing up for trial lessons at Leeds/Bradford Airport Flying club... as I could not afford to do the full course... but scrapped 3 hrs out of this. Loved John the Irish flying instructor.... gave me such confidence and actually I managed to get it up without him.... loool well he was there at the side of me... but no more runway and he wasn't getting it up ... so what as a girl got to do... get it up for him... :-)
all that excitment and now the only yawing I do is yawning as I am tooo knackered to do anything...
but would love to fly again...
Actually was the first time I had ever flown that first lesson as never been on a commercial flight then...
Liberating...and therapeutic as to be above the clouds seems to shrink all the earth problems you have. It is like all the problems shrink to become black dots on the ground like the sheep in the fields as you rise above them. To feel a sense of freedom from the tethering of those problems... is a good feel indeed..... freedom! Love it
Also been in a microlight... which is when you think of it the equivalent of a box kite with a lawn mower engine in... but that was good time too... its gooooood...
Top Gun image from http://www.imdb.com/media/rm4288059648/tt0092099
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