I was flying home from the states, seated next to a woman with a small baby. A couple of hours into the flight, the woman asked me to hold her baby for a second because she didn’t feel good. I was struggling with the squirming baby when I looked over and saw that she had passed out. The flight attendants found three doctors on board. They all came over to examine her and at first they couldn’t find a pulse. Then they discovered a very weak pulse. They needed access to her, so I had to move, with the baby, to another row. The examination and treatment continued for THREE HOURS before they decided to make an emergency landing. I held that baby the entire time – I didn’t know what else to do. As a bachelor with no kids, this was a whole new world to me. The woman ended up being OK. The baby was happily able to go back to his mom.
-- Ian L., London





That is the funniest story .... I started giggling the minute I got reading your story imagining you to be a women in her mid thirties... but it is both hysterical and super scary to think of how you must have felt and how you pulled it off.... damn you got skills papi.....lol
You mean there were no other moms on flight??
Oh well, you got a crash course in parenting without
being one -- that'll help you decide what you wanna do in the future as far as that's concerned. ;)
sounds scary!
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