I'm not. At the risk of sounding conceited, James, I'm good. I'm very good. Saved the world more than once. But what I don't expect is being accused of hurting people on a ship where I've been the only active doctor and have gone weeks on as little sleep as possible and tended to everyone's wounds and then to have people tell me to grow a thicker skin.

I've been in these comas, they're horrid. My husband was in one for two ruddy months once. Every time I get attacked it's driving me mental. I try to be calm, and I try to explain. I offer him the chance to look at my personal medical records and I get rebuffed. He tries to get into the infirmary and control inventory through deceitful measures and now everyone's telling me to suck it up. If only it were that easy.