Sitting in the Detroit airport waiting for the next flight. Flew overnight from Seattle, left a little before midnight Pacific time, and Detroit is Eastern zone so arrive a little after six in the morning (flight time around 4 hours 15 minutes). On to Ithaca, NY a little before 9:00.
Didn't mean to take the Red Eye, but didn't look closely at my reservation to see that the trip from Albuquerque started after 8pm, not am as I intended.

A woman in the row in front of me got out of her seat and made it to the aisle but then just laid down in the aisle passed out. Turns out everyone else in my row (five young people, compared to my around 60 years) were doctors, traveling to different parts of the world. They had already made an announcement asking if there was a doctor on board, so another one came from somewhere up front. The doctor on the other side of the aisle from me provided a stethoscope to the doctor who came from the front (he was older than the others, so looked more like a doctor) and they did some vitals. Won't bore you with all the details, but the doctor decided it was probably hypoglycemia, and she came around, they kept here laying down for a bit, and gave here orange juice to bring her sugar back up. Eventually she improved, but of course when we got to Detroit they had her wait on the plane until after everyone else debarked, and had a wheelchair waiting.

I was surprised that despite being a red eye flight, it was completely packed with very few empty seats. There was at least one spare a couple of rows in front of the woman who collapse, as they had one of the three that were sitting together on that side move up so the woman had two seats and could remain laying down for a while, but not in the aisle. Since she regurgitated a bit on the floor while passed out, they had me move my computer bag from under the seat in front of me to a spot in an overhead bin.

Anyway, safe so far, one more leg to go and then an hour drive to get home from the airport.