..... all of a sudden there was an announcement as we were pretty much in the middle of the North Pacific: medical help was needed in the last row of the economy cabin. I wanted to retract my head like a turtle into its shell, hoping that there would be someone else on board who could help. Got up, looked back, but nobody was walking there. Put my son in the seat, went to the back. Not sure how to describe the purser’s facial expression: “you again?” or “hell, no, not you!” or something like that. She quickly regained her composure realizing why I was there. I asked what was going on and how I could help. Fortunately, the situation was not very serious, took the vitals and checked the meds that the person was taking. The pax who did not feel well, the FAs, and the purser were appreciative and grateful.