Desperate Times need desperate measures

When there is a glimmer of hope for someone who is under trying circumstances the surge of adrenaline is possibly unquantifiable and unimaginable ( unless you have undergone a similar experience.)
Just remembered some lines from " The Ancient Mariner " coming out of a long forgotten past .
Imagine a group of people afloat on the sea , adrift without water and food for several days ! Their throats are parched and their hearts in their feet . Just try and occupy their mind space for a moment.
Then , suddenly , one of them spots a sail in the distance ( glimmer ofhope ) but is unable to communicate this to his companions - his throat being too dry and so
" .....he bit any arm and sucked the blood / And Cried " A Sail , A Sail ! "

Desperate times need desperate measures !