Your Biggest Fan
Girlygirl, just what did you put in those meatballs last night? Some variant on Wonka's fizzy lifting drink, perhaps? Though I never actually started floating around the room, the bloat was severe and flight was imminent, so I was deeply thankful that there wasn't some threatening sharp-edged fan in the ceiling as in that movie.
Until I took some steps to relieve the bloating, that is. After that, a nice exhaust fan sounded pretty good to me.