Well, we had quite a party in our cabin at 5:00 this morning. Mark was snoring, and I reached over to tap him a little bit; he was non-responsive. I got up, tried to wake him, flashed lights in his eyes, washed his face with a cold cloth, nothing. His eyes would roll back in his head, and he would do this horrible moaning sound, then his eyes would close. I called for the nurse, she came in, immediately decided it was blood sugar but it was so low she couldn't read it on the meter. She called a Code Blue and woke up the entire ship.

She was excellent, the doctor came immediately and he was good, too. They got Mark on a stretcher, took him to the infirmary, hooked him to a glucose drip and within 10 minutes or so he was fine.

Englebert was here with me, Betty and Larry came running, and Betty stayed with me downstairs until she was positive Mark was okay. I think we'll all need a nap today.