To begin with, air-travel is always a strain ED-wise. Potential pitfalls include:
- Complimentary snacks/meals on the airplane are foods I wouldn't usually consider eating unless I was planning to...
- No complimentary snacks/food on the airplane (or passing them up in fear they would be triggers) so I end up famished in the airport. Finding something healthy but substantial to eat is usually torturous. Either I pay 15$ for a salad and feel guilty for the ridiculous expenditure or get 3 capuccinos in a row trying to stave of hunger and end up twitching with over-caffination. All the while, I'm trying to block out the wafting smells of Cinnabon and pizza.
- There have even been times, when things disintegrated into a full out binge - once almost causing me to miss a connecting flight. I was so panicked as I sprinted out of the bathroom and onto the plane that I ended up in tears, confronted with the dangerous level of my compulsion.
Now I make sure to bring healthy snacks, and if I find myself unexpectedly hungry I buy yogurt or soup. On my long leg home (9 hours), refusing plane-food is totally impractical. It's simply too much for me to pack two FSA-safe picnic meals (no liquids or "gels"!) beforehand and make room for them in my carry on. So the key is being reasonable, flexible, eating slowly etc.
Even though I took good care of myself yesterday, I still arrived feeling completely nauseated since my last leg was a tiny, turbulent flight. The whole trip, from door to door, would have taken 25 hours if I had gone straight home from the airport. But I had a surprise in store: my entire family coming to pick me up. I felt sick and exhausted and really only wanted to shower and sleep. But I did my best to look enthused when they told me we were going to a fancy Italian restaurant for a late dinner. I'm sure they meant it to be a celebratory treat, but you can imagine it was pretty painful.