Cool pregnancy story from a forum I belong to

Hey ladies,
I'm on vacation in Colorado without my DH and had to travel by
myself yesterday. From Orlando to Dallas, I was fine. Getting off the plane in
Dallas, however, I was suddenly struck some of the most intense back pain I've
ever had. I've been dealing with sciatica for the last couple of weeks but what
I experienced yesterday just trumped it all. I hobbled down to my connection
gate at the other end of the terminal only to find out that my gate had been
moved and was now just two gates down from the gate I'd just left. I lost it. I
called my mom and started sobbing; I was in pain, I was hungry, I had to pee,
and now, on top of it all, I was about to miss my connection.

I
made it back to my gate with about ten minutes to spare, and collapsed into a
chair. I wasn't sure if I would even be able to get back out of said chair when
they called my group. A man sitting directly across from me noticed me grimace
when I sat down and asked if I was okay. I explained that I was pregnant and
that I was in pretty bad pain. At this point, I was still teary eyed and had
obviously been crying hard earlier. He told me to stand up, and, unwilling to
argue, I did so. He lead me over to a wall, told me point my toes towards each
other, and to bend my knees. I did what he said and immediately felt the pain in
my back and hip go away. I asked him, now crying again, this time out of relief,
how he knew, and he said he was a chiropractor. I stayed against the wall until
they called my group.

I was seated against a window for the flight
to Denver and, without thinking, switched myself to the aisle. I was already
nauseated and I had to pee... again. The man who was supposed to be sitting in
the aisle seat filed in right behind me, and was all too happy to give me his
seat. When he sat down, he asked me if I was in my second trimester (which I
told him I was), and if I had brought water and snacks (which I told him I had),
and then just smiled and said okay. Just after we took off, he reached over and
took my pillow and jacket out of my lap and laid them in the seat next to me,
raised the armrest to my right so that I had more room, and turned the vents on
me so that I stayed cool. He said, "Just relax. We'll be on the ground in about
eighty minutes." I was so grateful that I could barely express it. I fell asleep
almost immediately and when I awoke, I asked him if he had kids. He said no, but
he was in the business of babies; he was an obstetrician.

I was
2500 miles from home, away from my mother, my husband, and my family. I was
sick, tired, in pain, and embarressed that I was sobbing in an airport full of
strangers. I never found out either one of their names, my chiropractor or my
obstretrician, but God knows, and somehow, He sent me my mother's care, my
husband's worry, and my family's remedies on an airplane.