Even More I Hate Flying

I'm currently seated miles above the planet on my way back to SFO and a medical emergency just happened some rows behind me and I'm pretty sure everyone's fine but for way too long the only announcement anyone made was that dinner was gonna be delayed and then for fifteen minutes after that the flight attendant assigned to my section ran up and down the aisle collecting tanks of oxygen and instruction manuals and at one point a tall glass of orange juice and now I think I might need medical attention.