But then the panic set in. On the way back, I forgot my medication. The trip across the Rocky Mountains was the worst part. There was turbulence and a few pockets of air that kept me glued to my seat at all times. The people in the seats next to me weren't pleased, but they were amused that my fear of flying kept me ghostly afraid during the entire flight.
Some people are afraid of spiders.
Some people are afraid of small enclosed spaces. And some people are absolutely terrified of those two-winged contraptions that coast around the world.