What Happened When My Airplane Depressurized And Dropped 20,000 Feet
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I woke up at 4 a.m. to begin a long journey to Eleuthera, Bahamas for a quick 4 day trip. It was going to be a long day on very little sleep. First, Boston to New York, then to Fort Lauderdale before taking my final flight to the Bahamas. I was flying United, my least favorite carrier, but the ticket was free so I had little choice in the matter.
Shortly after I boarded my plane in New York, the safety briefing began to play. “When the seat belt sign illuminates, you must fasten your seat belt. Insert the metal fittings one into the other, and tighten by pulling on the loose end of the strap… there are several emergency exits on this aircraft… in the event of a decompression, an oxygen mask will automatically appear in front of you. To start the flow of oxygen, pull the mask towards you. Place it firmly over your nose and mouth… although the bag does not inflate…” and so on. I’ve heard the safety briefing thousands of times, now I tuned it out and tried to sleep.
Pop. Pop. Pop.
I woke up to the sound of my ear drums popping. “What’s going on?” I said to myself, shifting in my seat, trying to fall back asleep.
Pop. Pop. Pop.
As my ear drums begin to sound like popcorn in a microwave I couldn’t fall back asleep. They were small, frequent pops and in my zombie-like state, I couldn’t really place why this was happening.
I opened my eyes in a haze when it happened.
All of a sudden, the oxygen masks deployed from above. I looked confusingly at the people next to me. And then in the seats around me. There had been no turbulence. Was this a mistake? Half asleep, I didn’t know what to make of it.
All of a sudden, a voice boomed over the PA system; “Put on your masks,” we were told.
Holy crap! This is no mistake.
Oxygen masks after the plane depressurized on a United flight.
I reached for my mask. How did that safety briefing go again? “In the event of an emergency, oxygen masks will deploy…” I tried to remember in my sleepy state. After all those safety briefings, you realize you become so numb to them, you tune them out, and when an emergency happens, you think what the heck do you do again?
I put on the mask and fumbled to tighten the strings, taking unnecessarily deep breathes, worried that if I didn’t I’d suffocate. I looked around. The business traveler next me kept reading the paper. The woman sitting diagonally from me and the couple to my right all looked petrified. In front of me, I could hear a woman telling her kids “Mommy loves you, mommy loves you” over and over again.
As the situation unfolded, I thought to myself that we had probably just lost cabin pressure and it was nothing to worry about. We hadn’t taken a dive; we didn’t hit turbulence.
But minutes passed. And then more and more. There were no announcements about what was going on. Of course I want the pilots solving problems, not chatting to me, but the dearth of information made those minutes last forever.
Some of the bags DO inflate!
Then, suddenly, we dropped, and we dropped fast. My heart leapt out of my chest. “Maybe there is something really wrong with the plane!” All those fears I have about heights and flying were suddenly realized.