Keith’s Life on the Line at Sea | Deadliest Catch

I feel for Monty right now. You know, I understand what it’s like to have a family boat.
His brother might be having a heart attack right now, so he’s probably really freaking out.
Hopefully, they can keep it together, and whatever we can do, we will. But I imagine things are chaos for them right now.

Wizard (on radio):
“Yes, sir, that’s the Wizard talking to the Coast Guard on 16. Yeah, we’ve had some sort of an episode on board here.
It’s my brother. His name is Keith. Last name Curn.”

Coast Guard:
“That’s correct. We need your position.”

Wizard:
“Position: 56° 44.5’ North, 169° 06’ 25” West. Right now, I’m going to try to get some information about the symptoms he’s experiencing.
He was yelling and screaming, and then he fell down. He wasn’t coherent for a matter of seconds.
When I got over to the other side of the Wheelhouse, his left arm was going numb.”

Coast Guard:
“Oh my God, that’s a stroke. Understood, sir. We’ll start making phone calls here, okay? Bye.”

I feel for Monty right now. You know, I understand what it’s like to have a family boat.
His brother might be having a heart attack right now, so he’s probably really freaking out.
Hopefully, they can keep it together, and whatever we can do, we will. But I imagine things are chaos for them right now.

“They need to get him off that damn boat.”

Phil—same thing, you know. They got him into the island.
Phil GRE. I think the old man might have just had a stroke.
“Can you feel this, Phil?”

And that’s all they can do right now. There’s nothing they can do at sea. You’re in the middle of nowhere.

Coast Guard:
“What’s your ETA to St. Paul?”

Wizard:
“Well, right now, we’ve got an ETA of about 2200 hours. But unfortunately, this weather direction is not good for getting into that harbor.”

Coast Guard:
“I understand.”

Sounds like they’re heading to St. Paul, which is the closest airstrip, but that’s not a guarantee either.
Whether it’s Bethel or St. Paul, you’ve got snow flurries, and you’ve got to get a plane on the ground too.
So, he’s not out of the woods yet by any means.

Wizard:
“Yes, hello, I’m back.”

Coast Guard:
“Yes, sir.”

Wizard:
“Okay, so he’s got the chills. His skin color looks pretty normal to me. He’s not clammy or anything.”

Coast Guard:
“Understood, sir.”

Wizard:
“Okay, so now let me just give you his blood pressure: 150 over 120.”

Coast Guard:
“I would say a mini-stroke, an early stroke. It could mean he had a TIA (transient ischemic attack).
We won’t really know for a while. Make sense?”

Wizard:
“Yep, okay. We’ll be here if you have any questions.”

Coast Guard:
“All right, bye-bye.”

Right now, coming in here knowing this harbor is going to be a challenge.
“Exactly. I don’t know if we’re going to have to get in there and take a look at it—maybe possibly wait a couple of hours.
I don’t know. Obviously, we’ve got to get in the harbor, but when you can’t go in there, it’s going to be catastrophic.”

Other Captain:
“All right, we’re going to call S. He’s got some firsthand knowledge of really spooky medical things out here with his heart.
Hey, so what’s going on with him? You got the Coast Guard on call? What do you got going on?”

Wizard:
“We’re working on a plane to come out and pick him up at St. Paul.
All indicators are that he had some sort of a wild stroke. I think that’s been pretty well confirmed here.
Even my own brother had a mild heart attack, and he didn’t even know until he went in for a doctor’s checkup, and they looked him over.”

Other Captain:
“You know what I mean? He needs to get off that boat.”

Wizard:
“It’s been westerly, though, so I don’t know about getting in there right now.
I don’t know. You said you’re close?”

Other Captain:
“Yeah, I’m just coming around Bri Point, Sea Lion Rock at the entrance here.”

Wizard:
“God, we’ve got to be careful. You know all about that.”

Other Captain:
“Yeah, Roger. That’s all I can tell you. Thanks again, and good luck.”