Outta here

After spending two plus hours last night at the airport immigration office, the company lawyer was able to request my permission to leave while I stood there and cried telling a made up story. I need 48 hours to get my permission since I wont have the visa until May 21, but since I changed my flight to within 24 hours of leaving, I had to white-lie my way onto a plane. And with a little extra cash I think it worked. I have to show up today 5 hours before my flight with the lawyer to get the letter and then head to another terminal to make my flight. If nothing goes wrong I will land in Houston tonight around 8. The lawyer will be getting some Kona coffee upon my return as he had to put up with me all last night asking over and over what percentage chance he thought I had to leave. It went something like this:
Me: Do you think I will get to leave?
Lawyer: Yes, I think so - dont worry
Me: Like what percentage chance do you think?
Lawyer: 50%
Me: Seriously? That isnt a dont worry situation.

5 minutes later:
Me - do you think the chances would jump to 60% if I shed some tears?
Lawyer - maybe to 51%
Me - It is worth a try

5 Minutes later:
Me: Do you think I will get to leave tomorrow?
Lawyer: Yes, I feel very lucky.
Me: I need assurances.
Lawyer: I assure you I feel very lucky
Me: Not helping. I liked it better when you gave me percentages.

And on and one for two hours.

I couldnt sleep last night becaues I was stressed about flying and I only have one xanax left and two flights to the next doctor. The pharmacy is out of everything right now with the crowds leaving the city so I am SOL. I decided to take it on the Hawaii flight since that is 4 times as long as the Houston flight, which means I will be drinking heavily starting at takeoff tonight. In my stress and worry I tossed and turned and all I could think about is how do I use this:

With this?:

Seriously people, we are in a flu pandemic and I am not sure how sanitary the oxygen masks are! On the flip side, in the case of an emergency does enough O2 get through my facemask to allow me to survive? It is already heard enough to breath with it on and in my panic I may have an asthma attack. I am having one now just thinking about it. After weighing the pros and cons of this from 4-6AM, I finally decided to get up and run. It was cool enough for arm warmers, so I wore my hot pink ones - LOVE THEM. I ran a 30 minute tempo and some strides. There were four people out running and one guy who was smoking through his facemask. I guess if you can get the cigarette through the mask the oxygen will be no problem