tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831186914102885023.post8332921054782948429..comments2024-03-22T14:54:18.301-04:00Comments on The Tales of an Amputee Mommy: A Comedy of Errors...Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14667746210133305897noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-831186914102885023.post-18611675344535798362009-05-18T15:01:00.000-04:002009-05-18T15:01:00.000-04:00I am not a mom but I did just get back from Maryla...I am not a mom but I did just get back from Maryland, and of course I flew. I understand about the pat down but have never been taken to a separate room. They always just pull me off to the side, pat me down, metal detector, rub something on my hands and prosthetic and run a test, then I put my shoes back on and I'm done. I feel for you having to deal with a kid and a husband who obviously should have realized that you would have prefered to be out there with them than in a room going thru security. Keep your head up. I will hopefully be in your shoes with a kid and a husband in the future and i look forward to reading your blogs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com