I could feel my body floating in the whitness.  Somehow I could see the earth below me and faintly here the voice of my sweet wife -- answering the flight attendant. "Does he want a wet towel?  Is there anything we can do?"

I honestly cannot remember much of my flight home on this last trip.  The morning we were to leave food poisening kicked me down.  It ha actually started making me feel weak, dizzy and cramped a couple of days before but the morning we left...wow!  We had to drive across Kiev to the airport in a hot van.  I was sure I was going to throw up anytime.  A few times everything started going white like I was about to pass out.

Luckily I was able to walk through ticketing and all that in a daze.  I remember looking at the screen once and thinking, "Wow, we are over Greenland already?" and again, "Wow, we are over Newfoundland already?"   Once I got home I was sick for two days, weak and woozy for several more. 

Yikes..   Overall, yes the trip was very good.  Lots of good moments.  It feels good to be in my own bed again.  Thank God I have one.