It is still numb.

The holiday was pleasantly uneventful, except on the plane trip back. Quite harrowing, that was.

So there I was, on the plane, sitting next to my sister. At one moment, I bent down to pick up her bag that was lying on the floor, just trying to pack some stuff in it. But when I sat back up, I felt this sharp pain course through my vein/artery/whatever somewhere in my forehead (I didn't even know I had a vein/artery/whatever there in the first place). It (the pain, not the vein/artery/whatever) was quite mild at first, but it progressively grew sharper, and I got a bit worried. Slowly, the pain travelled, and soon, the area around my right eye became painful as well. It was as if something was tugging at my eye from behind. By this time, I got very worried. All the worst-case scenarios flitted in my head: what if I go blind, what if I burst a vein/artery/whatever.

Well, it got worse.

The pain continued on to my teeth. The whole of my right jaw was now in pain, like all of the teeth on the right side were having major toothaches. So now, the entire right side of my face was in pain. The worst, most excruciating pain I'd ever felt.

If it weren't for my mother's company and God's comfort, I'd have gone mad with pain.

In fact, I was already half there.

Well, apparently the pain was due to the decompression of the plane, which I think means that the air pressure in the cabin changed a tad too quickly. Apparently, most of the passengers felt it, but I had it quite bad, because I wasn't feeling too well in the first place.

So, if you saw someone looking all dishevelled, holding the right side of his tear-stained face, at Changi Airport's transit lounge or departure area last night, chances are, that was me.

Well, that was near death enough for me; I seriously thought I was going to die, with a burst vein/artery/whatever or something. Till now, the teeth on the right side are still numb.

And now I can't remember anything about the trip, but this. Looks like I won't be flying anytime soon.