It was two in the morning and Colleen O’Neil’s five-month-old daughter was gasping for each breath. As O’Neill paced through the night trying to comfort the baby, she wondered whether to call the island’s emergency’s services.
She hesitated. Should she bother the paramedics in the middle of the night, and what about the driver of the water taxi who would have to take them across to Horseshoe Bay? No, she decided, she’d wait for the 5:30 ferry.