Call the Medic . . . and I don't Mean Nenad
Paramedics were just in the Pavilion Room assisting an elderly gentleman who was complaining of chest pains. The medics were doing a great job and the man seemed to in good spirits but he was still wheeled out of the room on a stretcher to be taken to the hospital.
As it turns out, the man was playing in the tournament. The table seemed concerned for the man and assured him that they would watch over his chips; likewise, the tournament staff reassured the man his chips would be blinded throughout the rest of the day and the remainder would be taken into Day 2. His stack currently sits at 26,125 so he should easily survive the next level and a half.
Hopefully everything turns out alright and he'll be back in action sooner than later.