Fish_Whisperer
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I did my drysuit certification dives, this weekend, at Vortex Spring. I had no problems donning, descending, or managing my buoyancy. Everything was going "swimmingly," until we dropped to 45'. At that point, I couldn't breathe.
In hindsight, I know I had suit squeeze that could have been eliminated by adding a little air to the suit, but at that moment, all I knew, was that I couldn't breathe. I was panting and although my reg was working fine, I still felt like I couldn't draw an adequate breath. (Is this what overbreathing the regulator feels like?)
Next thing I knew, I was grabbing the line to a buoy on the surface and hauling myself up as fast as I possibly could. It was a horrible feeling to not be able to breathe. At the back of my mind, there was the thought that I might end up getting bent, but at the moment, breathing was far preferrable. Fortunately, nothing happened, and as soon as I broke the surface I inflated my BC enough to float me, tossed my reg out, and kicked my way back to the steps. I shucked my fins, hauled myself out, and made my way back to our staging area, panting and blowing like a steam engine.
I unzipped the suit and as soon as I did, "WHOOOOOOOOOSH!!" I felt like my chest could expand properly again. I immediately calmed down, got my breath back, and other than being rather embarrassed, I was none the worse for wear. I got suited up again, after an hour-long surface interval, and the second dive was uneventful. When I began to feel the squeeze, I bumped a little air into the suit, and all was well.
This was my first incident of being that close to panicking. It wasn't a nice feeling at all... And yeah... I'm still pretty ashamed and embarrassed over it. *sigh*
In hindsight, I know I had suit squeeze that could have been eliminated by adding a little air to the suit, but at that moment, all I knew, was that I couldn't breathe. I was panting and although my reg was working fine, I still felt like I couldn't draw an adequate breath. (Is this what overbreathing the regulator feels like?)
Next thing I knew, I was grabbing the line to a buoy on the surface and hauling myself up as fast as I possibly could. It was a horrible feeling to not be able to breathe. At the back of my mind, there was the thought that I might end up getting bent, but at the moment, breathing was far preferrable. Fortunately, nothing happened, and as soon as I broke the surface I inflated my BC enough to float me, tossed my reg out, and kicked my way back to the steps. I shucked my fins, hauled myself out, and made my way back to our staging area, panting and blowing like a steam engine.
I unzipped the suit and as soon as I did, "WHOOOOOOOOOSH!!" I felt like my chest could expand properly again. I immediately calmed down, got my breath back, and other than being rather embarrassed, I was none the worse for wear. I got suited up again, after an hour-long surface interval, and the second dive was uneventful. When I began to feel the squeeze, I bumped a little air into the suit, and all was well.
This was my first incident of being that close to panicking. It wasn't a nice feeling at all... And yeah... I'm still pretty ashamed and embarrassed over it. *sigh*