Once on the plane, it was not difficult to get to sleep, with only the minor interruption of takeoff. Geoff is so smart, and got us the emergency exit row, which meant increased leg capacity, and we promptly fell asleep once everyone was settled. Then, after about an hour of sleep there was more excitement. Not necessarily in a good way, as the flight attendant got on the intercom to ask if there was anyone on board that was a licensed medical professional. A few people raised their hands, and they were ushered a few rows behind our seats. Not wanting to stare, but secretly curious about what was going to happen I was not able to fall asleep again, and I watched the flight attendant fumble around in the overhead bins before pulling out what looked like a medical bag, possibly holding an oxygen tank, or the AED. I was pretty impressed with the flight attendants because they did not seem to freak out, and the passengers actually just sat in their chairs waiting to find out what would happen
. Then, the sound of the engines changed and Geoff uttered a "You've got to be kidding me" when I asked "Does that mean we are making an emergency landing?" Not too long afterward the flight attendant got on the intercom to let us know that we were heading back to Seattle. There were a few groans from passengers, but overall no one seemed too angry, and settled back down while the captain really started to descend. It was the fastest decent that I have ever experienced, and we landed at an airport. We were not in Seattle, but instead were in Boise, and were met at the plane by paramedics. They got on the plane, but didn't seem to be hustling too much, which made me think the passenger either died or was not doing too terribly bad. The paramedics left the plane, and returned with an airline wheelchair that they wheeled her off in. She was conscious when they went by, so I am hoping that she is still doing okay. We then had to wait a few more hours while the plane got fuel, and a mechanic inspected the plane because of the overweight landing. The captain also needed to get clearance to continue the flight because the crew had been in the air since 8pm the previous day, but after a while, they did get the plane up in the air. We finally landed at 8:30 in the morning, only 3.5 hours later than planned. We got back to the car then went to pick up the wienies from the kennel. They were so happy for us to be home, and we were happy to be home too!