The Fear Of Flying

Rescue Remedy is rubbish! Give us the science behind it please.

Get some fluoxetine. You have probably got generalised anxiety. Failing that, get a tranquilliser from the doctor, and keep doing it until the fear goes. Exposure therapy.

I agree with pompa about going business class. The food in the lounges is much better than that served on the plane. And the lavs are less used.

My DD benefitted hugely from the BA fear of flying course.

Thanks, Cari. I must have missed it or maybe it was before my time.

jingl, I'm not a nervous flier these days but I know quite a few people who are. DD believes Rescue Remedy helps so I think that's better than taking tranquilizers.

I don't think fear of flying has anything to do with generalized anxiety. I know some really calm and collected people who hate flying and avoid it at all costs.

Tanith. I'm assuming here that your DH never gets to Gibralter?
What about driving. Make a little holiday of it on the way down.
You can cut the trip in half by taking the ferry to Santander.
From there the Spanish motorways are superb. The scenery in Nothern Spain is stunning.

Thanks petra others here already suggested the same on another thread also taking the train which isn't that difficult although quite expensive... I'm still working on him and I don't want to do all the driving as last time I drove in Spain, myself and a lorry had an argument so I'd need to get my own gumtion up to drive there..

And NO he never gets to Gibraltar but I'm booking my flights today can't miss the little chaps 2nd birthday

Cari, yes. Take no notice of me. A placebo is as good as anything else.

And what do I know anyway?!

tanith gosh is your little GS 2 already??
I remember when he was born!
Have a lovely birthday with him

thanks jane and Cari , yes he's 2 in June does seem like yesterday to me too.,.

tanith is the little chap in the rucksack really two already? you should have brought him back as hand luggage, problem solved

I'm very claustrophobic but have no fear of flying - nowt so strange as folk!

I didn't fly for over 40 years which people thought was odd as I'd been brought up on numerous RAF flying stations and had a pilot for a father. That was actually part of the problem I think, as whenever we flew commercially he wouid sit and find fault with the pilot's handling of the aircraft. Talk about a back seat driver! My brother and I could not make ourselves fly... I had other issues which didn't help, but I was far too aware of what needs to happen on a flight. We also had accidents on station.

Some 4/5 years ago I had to get to a squadron dinner at which there was a presentation involving my (late) father. I had to be there, no question, and the only way I could do it in the time we had available was to fly. So I did. It wasn't easy, don't get me wrong, but it had to be done and I just kept thinking how much my father had loved flying. It gave me a positive focus and I felt very connected to him. I was so proud of myself when I got off that plane! It really hadn't been anywhere near as bad as I had envisaged, I had it hyped up in my head and it simply wasn't like that at all. I also realised that commercial flights are not the same as RAF flights or my exacting father's expectations.

Since then I have flown when I've needed to, and my poor, patient DH has finally got his holidays in the sun. I wouldn't say it was my favourite thing in the world but there are bits of it I quite enjoy, and I know it's worth it to achieve what I want.

There is so much help available out there and there's a world of experiences waiting for you. Go get them.

katek How nice to hear your story. I think the fact that you felt connected to your Father was what did it for you.

I used to feel safer if my father was with us because I thought that if anything went wrong he'd be able to take over but illusions were shattered when he said, 'I wouldn't be able to land it, Honeybunch, it's not a flying boat!'

Merlot, I know exactly what you mean! My father flew Sunderland flying boats out of Pembroke Dock in the early 50's and then moved onto Hastings. Wouldn't it be strange if they were in same squadron?!

201, Katek. Calshot, Invergordan and Pembroke Dock during the war then after the war he moved to signals command and we spent the fifties in the middle east.

Just waiting for my brother to confirm squadron but it could be 201. Dad was in Rhodesia at some point during the war training fighter pilots. He was always very reticent about this time in his life, and I only found out a few years before he died that he'd been torpedoed on the way over. He was flying Sunderlands out of PD in 1956, then Aldergrove, Dishforth, Thorney Island. We spent 60's in Germany, middle East and Biggin Hill.

They didn't talk much did they? Dad was involved in a secret mission to Murmansk at the beginning of the war (I think) and we're still trying to find out as much as we can. He told me the plane was hi-jacked and they hitch-hiked back but he used to tell me such stories with a twinkle in his eye!!

Not at all! Think there were a lot of them like that, maybe they could only share their experiences with others who had gone through it. Got my squadrons wrong....he was 230 (Sunderlands) at PD, then 202 and 242 OCU (Hastings)

I had a chat today with the guy from an airline that helps people get over their fear of flying and according to him, it takes them just ONE DAY to cure people, I have my reservations to say the very least!!

He claimed their success rate is 95% I couldn't resist asking him if they hypnotised people!!