“What if you had an emergency?” people asked when they heard we’re going on a 15 night Disney cruise. Well, now I know.
First of all, there’s a fully operational doctor’s office and staff in the bottom of the ship. (Yes, we’ve availed ourselves of those services before.) But when something really really bad happens, what do they do?
Last night, we heard an announcement in the middle of the night, “Room 257 Brightstar.” They said it in such a nice, genteel manner. Brightstar. Well, apparently Brightstar over the cruise public address system means death or a medical emergency. This morning at breakfast, our cruise director Brent told us that we were off course, heading toward Charleston so we could meet a Coast Guard helicopter which would be transporting a passenger to get medical help. He helpfully explained that the helicopter would not land on the Disney magic, but that the passenger would be lifted up in a basket off the boat.
This is what we saw:



As I watched, I wondered… What would be so bad that you’d be willing to be lifted up in a basket over the Atlantic Ocean into a Coast Guard helicopter? Also, how awesome is this country that the Coast Guard would come get you?
We probably should’ve been more discreet when the helicopter actually appeared, but every single person wanted to see this rescue. (They even put a camera on it and aired it over a huge movie screen.) The passenger, we are told, made it safely to land where he received emergency medical attention. Day 2 of our cruise, it feels awkward to say in the face of that poor guy’s medical evacuation, was otherwise very nice.
It was 75 degrees, so we took advantage of the pool. Apparently, there are 1500 people on board a boat that accommodates 2700. (I guess most people can’t take off 16 days for a cruise, so this one draws an older crowd.) It makes the ship seems extra spacious. For example, there were few children in the pool today and no battling over chairs:


Camille, Austin, and David read books while Naomi played contentedly in the pool and hot tub. Then, we topped the day off with a great dinner at Animator’s Palace.
Great Day 2.
Well, for us.


Our prayers are with the evacuated passenger.
Read more in this series:
Day One, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Anchors Away
Day Two, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Medical Evacuation
Day Three, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: College Admissions Conversation?
Day Four, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: The Gut Punch of New York
Day Five, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Day at Sea
Day Six, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Nova Scotia
Day Seven, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: “I Didn’t Know Cinderella was Real.”
Day Eight, Trans-Atlantic Cruise: Losing Time
Day Nine, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Three Racial Moments with Naomi
Day Ten, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Frozen’s “Freezing the Night Away” and Internet Withdrawal
Day Eleven, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Birds
Day Twelve, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Not Living Up to Vacation Demands
Day Thirteen, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: It’s Not Over Until Someone Passes Out
Day Fourteen, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: Meeting the “Genie-Soul” of Copenhagen
Day Fifteen, Trans-Atlantic Disney Cruise: The End, the Numbers, and a Final Word