One wonders if the medical personnel on board were not aware that there was at least one very worthy phallushood holder on board. Surely with his vial of supernatural healing oil at the ready.DCP wrote:We’ve been sailing steadily southward since our departure from Wellington, down toward the southern tip of New Zealand’s South Island. Except for a little while. Apparently, one of the passengers aboard the Oracle of the Seas suffered a medical emergency, so we headed back northward again, toward Dunedin, where a pilot boat was to meet us and to take the passenger ashore. For some reason, it was decided that taking him or her away in a rescue helicopter, for which our ship is fully equipped, would be less appropriate or feasible. I didn’t see the transfer, but friends from our group did, and they say that it looked as if a body bag was taken aboard the pilot boat. And that, I’m afraid, doesn’t sound very good. (And, I’m afraid, it might account for sending a relatively slow pilot boat out to meet us rather than a helicopter.) We watched the pilot head off toward Dunedin, which was still quite some distance away. It has been an exceptionally beautiful evening, with a nice sunset followed by moonlight on a calm sea, but, whatever the current status of the person who was taken off the boat a few hours ago, there has been considerable pain and sadness aboard the Ovation of the Seas today.
Perhaps in the future, Dan might want to notify the captain that such a valuable resource is available. It could save a life!