This is not my story. It happend to a friend of mine. Please don't mind the translation (I'm not very good in medical terms in Polish - so in English it's even worse). I would like to know your opinion what was the reason of DCS. Is it possible that the freediving???? This the translation of his story:
I was in Egypt for a week. From the beginning I was planning 5 days of diving, Saturday and Sunday as lazy days. But diving was so great that I decided to get one more day Saturday. I was supposed to fly back on Sunday night (precisely 1 am Monday). Everyday we had 2 dives, not deeper than 35m (I was deeper that 30m probably two times). Every time we did the safety stop. On Friday after 2 dives I went only with ABC to have a nice swim. I saw a dolphin so I dived from 2 meters to 10 -15 and one free dive down to 20m. The return swim to the boat was rather tiring. Next day Saturday I did 2 dives 11:30 am for 28m (total time 48 minutes) and the second one at 13:30pm, depth 28m, 53 minutes with a really long safety stop. Unfortunately on Saturday, after the first dive we found out that our flight was rescheduled to Sunday at 14:45. So it was precisely 24 hours after the last dive. Our plane had two intermediate landings. Anyway Saturday was a beautiful day, so I even stayed on the deck on the sun. I dont remember how much water I drunk. I do remember that on Friday night I had two alcohol drinks but I wasnt drunk, or anything close to it. My computer showed the end of no fly time 40 minutes before taking off. So I seemed safe. On the airplane I could feel pins and needles in my arm, so I was even joking that its DCS, but it passed so I didnt pay much attention to it. I landed in Warsaw at 9:20pm on Sunday. During the night I felt some pain but I thought it was of fatigue. On Monday morning and during the day (till 3pm) everything was ok. Around 3pm I started feeling pins and needles in my right leg and arm. It was a horrible traffic so I was driving home an hour and a half. Later I called decompression chamber (its in Gdynia Northern Poland) and they told me to contact the nearest hospital. I did it and I was checked by neurologist. At the same time the hospital contacted the decompression chamber and finally at midnight I flew there by a small medical plane ( we were flying at the height of 3000 meters). The flight took an hour. During the flight I was breathing the oxygen (10- 15 liters of oxygen per minute). Around 1:40 am I was in the decompression chamber. At 2am I was inside it and the plan of decompression was based on V US NAVY tables. I was supposed to stay there for 2 hours and 9 minutes. Me and the doctor were compressed at the 12 meters and I was breathing pure oxygen for 20 minutes. The regulator was working really hard and I felt like almost suffocating. So we had 5 minutes of break, again compression as for 18 meters and oxygen. Slowly the pins and needles were passing. After 15 minutes I got convulsions the brain toxicity of the oxygen. The normal thing are gaps in the memory. I dont remember how I left the chamber (unfortunately I remember vomiting in it) and how I got to the room and how I bite my tongue to the blood. On Tuesday morning I woke up with a drip but I didnt come back to the chamber. After a whole day of observation I was let back home.
I was in Egypt for a week. From the beginning I was planning 5 days of diving, Saturday and Sunday as lazy days. But diving was so great that I decided to get one more day Saturday. I was supposed to fly back on Sunday night (precisely 1 am Monday). Everyday we had 2 dives, not deeper than 35m (I was deeper that 30m probably two times). Every time we did the safety stop. On Friday after 2 dives I went only with ABC to have a nice swim. I saw a dolphin so I dived from 2 meters to 10 -15 and one free dive down to 20m. The return swim to the boat was rather tiring. Next day Saturday I did 2 dives 11:30 am for 28m (total time 48 minutes) and the second one at 13:30pm, depth 28m, 53 minutes with a really long safety stop. Unfortunately on Saturday, after the first dive we found out that our flight was rescheduled to Sunday at 14:45. So it was precisely 24 hours after the last dive. Our plane had two intermediate landings. Anyway Saturday was a beautiful day, so I even stayed on the deck on the sun. I dont remember how much water I drunk. I do remember that on Friday night I had two alcohol drinks but I wasnt drunk, or anything close to it. My computer showed the end of no fly time 40 minutes before taking off. So I seemed safe. On the airplane I could feel pins and needles in my arm, so I was even joking that its DCS, but it passed so I didnt pay much attention to it. I landed in Warsaw at 9:20pm on Sunday. During the night I felt some pain but I thought it was of fatigue. On Monday morning and during the day (till 3pm) everything was ok. Around 3pm I started feeling pins and needles in my right leg and arm. It was a horrible traffic so I was driving home an hour and a half. Later I called decompression chamber (its in Gdynia Northern Poland) and they told me to contact the nearest hospital. I did it and I was checked by neurologist. At the same time the hospital contacted the decompression chamber and finally at midnight I flew there by a small medical plane ( we were flying at the height of 3000 meters). The flight took an hour. During the flight I was breathing the oxygen (10- 15 liters of oxygen per minute). Around 1:40 am I was in the decompression chamber. At 2am I was inside it and the plan of decompression was based on V US NAVY tables. I was supposed to stay there for 2 hours and 9 minutes. Me and the doctor were compressed at the 12 meters and I was breathing pure oxygen for 20 minutes. The regulator was working really hard and I felt like almost suffocating. So we had 5 minutes of break, again compression as for 18 meters and oxygen. Slowly the pins and needles were passing. After 15 minutes I got convulsions the brain toxicity of the oxygen. The normal thing are gaps in the memory. I dont remember how I left the chamber (unfortunately I remember vomiting in it) and how I got to the room and how I bite my tongue to the blood. On Tuesday morning I woke up with a drip but I didnt come back to the chamber. After a whole day of observation I was let back home.