We discussed doing a deep dive. Anyway, the some other divers in my group frequently dive deep and asked if I wanted to try one. I have had several in the 70- 80 range with no event. I wanted to try go a little deeper. We were in a group of 5 the dive shop gal was my buddy and another guy. We talked about separation, gas plan, and that we would turn around if anyone had a problem or got cold. One diver said if we get separated to meet back at the 40’ platform. I said this is a bad idea. Vis is bad. If we get separated we need to search for 1 minute and the safely ascend and meet on the surface, since a separated diver might be having a problem and need help. With the group under water there would be no way for the distressed diver to communicate the need for help to people under the water.
This was our first dive of the day on 9/24/06 at about 2pm. I was wearing a 7mm NeoSport full wetsuit. Did not have my hood or gloves on for this dive. I dove the day before without a suit at all and was fine. I thought with a suit for this dive I would be OK even if we hit a thermocline. We started down and all seemed fine at first. All buddy teams staying together at this point. We had 3 in my group and 2 in the other.
Once we got down to about 90 I think I got narked and hit a thermocline about the same time. I started breathing in the most uncontrollable explosive manner and had a hard time thinking clearly. I told myself to calm down and breathe slowly to no avail. I could feel my mind spiraling out of control. I was getting light headed from the hyperventilating. I caught my buddies after a feet deeper. Gave the cold sign, gave the not OK sign and gave the up sign. They quickly gave back the OK sign and immediately turned and swam off deeper. I swam a couple of feet and tried to catch them, but felt if I went a foot deeper that I wouldn’t come back. I thought that if I went any deeper and swam hard to catch them that might be my final mistake in the series that I had going. I hovered for another 30 seconds or so and tried to get their attention.
So now I think OH *************!!!! If I can’t stop this uncontrollable breathing I am going to be OOA at 100+ by myself. I was hyperventilating, getting light headed, cold, narked, and now alone. Couldn’t find the line I swam along on the bottom and decided that if I don’t do an open water free accent, I am cooked. I know I have to get my breathing under control. I tell myself that each breath has more oxygen that what I need, but there is not talking my body out of gasping and sucking in giant breaths and shooting them out like a rocket.
Now, I am thinking as I am going up, I hope my buddies understand that I am going up and don’t get low on air looking for me and get in trouble themselves. Then I think screw them. They left me and I am freaking out. I gave them clear signals; they signal ok and take off deeper. Once I got about 80 feet or so the anxiety starts to leave and I can think clearly again. I do my best to ascend in a controlled manner although I am wanting to hit the inflate button and hold it down.
I did hit the inflate button at first because I couldn’t even think enough to swim at that point, nor was I in much control of my body. I held the inflator dump hose my computer in the same hand and watched them. When up a few feet and then dumped to stop my ascent. I did that for the first during minutes 7 and 8 until I got control of myself and then could slowly kick and dump.
I also knew that once I got on the surface I was on my own. There are usually hundreds of divers at the ramp. However, we had the whole place to ourselves for the most part for the whole weekend. So anyway, no one on the shore would be there if I didn’t surface OK.
Here is how the dive went:
Minute Depths at that minute
1 11, 14, 22
2 24, 38
3 51, 61
4 68,
5 73, 81,
6 105, 106
7 102, 89*
8 62, 59
9 59*, 43*
10 43, 31*
11 20, 21
12 23*, 16
13 17, 21*
14 20, Surface
Tank was an AL 100 starting pressure 3200 and ending pressure was 1200
Numbers with * denote that I was going to fast and in each instance I dumped air to slow myself down. During my 4 minute safety stop, I was having hard time with my buoyancy and did a lot of bobbing up and down.
I talked to my buddies once they finished their dive and asked them why they left and if they knew I was leaving. They didn’t seem to think it was big deal and said they saw my sign and knew I was leaving and that they thought I would be OK. I tried to explain that I was in a full-blown panic and that they shouldn’t have left. They seemed kind of cavalier about the whole deal.
Anyway, I am not sure exactly what was happening to me. I think a combination of being narked, the cold, and being left alone after my panic began. If being narked was the major factor in setting this episode off, can I overcome that? It was cold, but I don’t think much colder than when I did my check out dives in the spring.
The night before the dive I got a good nights rest, don’t do any drugs or drink any alcohol, was well fed and hydrated before the dive.
So that is the long version of what happened. Any thoughts? Well other than I had no business being that deep in the first place until after I get my AOW. I had planned to take it straight out of OW, but decided to get a few more dives under my belt first. I have done all the classroom stuff, just not the check out dives.
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Edited by UnderSeaBumbleBee, 27 September 2006 - 05:51 AM.