One Year of Reality and How It Nearly Killed Me: My Life Behind the Scenes by Deborah Wolff

Author:Deborah Wolff [Wolff, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-12T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

TRIUMPHANT RETURN –

WIMPY ENDING

There are two things that I’ve heard about what it’s like to return to the States after traveling internationally. First, you gain such a great appreciation for the United States and the freedoms we enjoy that you want to kiss the ground. Second, the jet lag is pretty bad.

When I would have crews come back from overseas on Wild Things, I tried not to call them for at least a day to give them time to adjust and get some rest before coming into the office and wrapping up their work. Most of the time that didn’t happen, and I would have to get the crews to come in and download as soon as their plane landed. But if I could get away with giving them a rest, I would. I was hoping for the same kind of break.

I didn’t know what jet lag felt like. I was pretty okay on the flight back to the States. I was tired, and my stomach was a bit off kilter, but I figured it was just because I’d been eating plane food for the last fifteen hours. I was able to relax and sleep through the five movies on the flight.

While I didn’t kiss the ground when I returned, I did kiss my pillow. I went to sleep as soon as I got home that Friday afternoon. But I did have to get up the next day, because Kelly had organized a trip to the hair salon for me. I had been feeling pretty dirty, and my hair was definitely showing the wear and tear of the road, particularly since I hadn’t taken any hair products with me. I slept up until the time I had to leave for the salon. My stomach was still doing flips, and I had something to eat to calm it down.

I’ve had many embarrassing moments. My most embarrassing was in sixth grade when I broke the string off my cello at a talent contest and decided to sing a solo with no preparation. It wasn’t until I had finished the first verse of “There’s No Business Like Show Business” that I realized it was a bad idea.

Now, the second most embarrassing thing in my life was about to happen…

I met my new hairdresser, J.C., who was a friend of Kelly’s, and we had the usual beautician conversation about what I’d been doing (without giving away any details of where I had been), what I wanted to do with my hair, and any entertainment gossip we could come up with. When she started to wash my hair, my stomach was really bothering me. I kind of ignored it, figuring that I’d forget about it once I finished getting my hair done. As J.C. started putting color into my hair, a truck hit me. The room started to spin, not all the way around, but fast and short half spins, and I really needed to go to the bathroom. I hit the bathroom, and as soon as I came out, I told J.

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