but I wanted to be calm enough not to worry about my heart rate so I took one more without water to find out that klonopin has no taste and melts in your mouth. how convenient! I tried to swallow it with just spit but it kept sticking to the roof of my mouth where it slowly disintegrated. takeoff was a little sketchy and every time the pilot adjusted the throttle I felt a surge of fear but by the time we got above the clouds I was feeling mostly ok so I hooked up the ipod and closed my eyes.
from there I proceeded to drift in and out of a kind of sleep that only klonopin provides, where I am never unconscious of the fact that I am sitting up and music is blaring in my ears but every now and again I think to myself "oh I'm sitting at my computer at home" and then suddenly I realize I'm on a plane or I think to myself "oh I'm sitting in lisagail's livingroom" and then suddenly I realize I'm still on a plane or I emit a very loud snore, jerking myself alert and slightly embarrassed at the heads turned in my direction.
I think I only snored three times.
then for some reason I became fully awake in an instant as we passed over Portland. I opened my eyes and saw Mt Hood and thought cool we're almost there and that was it. the nods were over.
Mt St Helens was smoking as we passed. I kept waiting for it to erupt for our benefit but it just smoked absently.
landing was no sweat and I didn't even have to help the pilot find the airport. he seemed to know where it was.