NitroxDvrFL:
What ever SeaJay aka Lew aka Pukey Boy aka Chummy aka Dr Vomit aka Chucky aka Mr i dont remember eating corn. aka Capt Seasick in a bath tub aka He gets seasick looking at a glass of water aka He pukes red tide.... Picture this---- its a beautiful Key Largo Morning on our way to Puke the Grove. Well he puked it and I dove it. Those 3 foot seas can really get to a Diver ......ha ha ha ha ha ha
It was a good dive the puke brings the fish in closer... No Wonder there is no vis up there...... signed I now Don't need to feed the fish Sabo
Hahahahahaaaaa!!!!
Yes, yes... It's true. I puked on a trip to the 'Grove a couple of months ago. Lol...
Lessee if we can recap the incident exactly as it happened, starting from the beginning, shall we? Not like you told it, Mr. "Whipped" Sabo.
Mr. "Ohhhh, I can't... I have responsibilities." Mr. "I dove it while you puked it." Who was the first one in the water? Who was the last out? I thought so! Talk to the hand. Lol...
It started out with two hours of sleep... Actually, I think it was more like an hour and a half. I drove all the way down to see my bud because my bud was too lazy to come up to see me.
But that's cool... It was warmer where he was anyway.
Yes, yes, I do seem to remember getting your woman to drag yo' butt out of bed... Lol...
On an hour and a half's sleep, we got into "cop motor, cop tires, cop suspension" Jeff's car and BOLTED down to Key Largo at oh-dot-thirty in the morning. Most normal people would have puked in the car on that exit ramp near the airport.
Hours later we were heading offshore in a 31' dive boat... I asked the captain about the seas, since I was already familiar with the forecast of 6'-8' swells. "Naaaah, not on this side of the island. We should be in like 3' seas, max." I shoulda known better than to listen to the captain. I thought he might have had a clue.
It was when he snagged the first buoy-ball on the wreck and he got his boat sideways to the swells that I first felt my stomach churn. When he realized that he was on the wrong ball and did it again the second time, I turned green. 3-footers, my butt! I coulda stood in those troughs and not touched the bottom of the boat. There were plenty of four-footers, but the occassional train of six and eight-footers was there, too.
That's when he decided it was a good idea for us all to sit down and talk about the dive plan. I shut up and listened, and that's when you asked me if I was okay.
"No, I'm gonna puke. But it don' bother me none." I hung my head over the side and continued to listen to Captain Clueless.
When he heard me heave, he stopped for a moment. I looked up at him, sideways. "What?
(HUUNNHH!) Keep talking. Don't mind me. I'll
(HUUNNHH!) (spit) be over it in a moment. I'm still listening."
He looked at me like puking should actually make me think twice about diving.
I still get sick on boats... It seems like the bigger and more "swell" the waves are, the more they bother me. I took meds that morning, but I just think that no sleep, a bad diet the day before, and then the waves were too much for me to handle. No biggie, though. It never stopped me before... Even when i thought I was gonna die. Lol...
Underwater, of course, the feeling completely goes away.
Unlike most circumstances, though, surface interval made me sick too. That was a little weird.
...But what was even weirder was the cure. We all know that once seasick, you either puke and it's over or you are near-dead for the rest of the day. Meds can prevent it, but once sick, they don't seem to do a bit of good. Once I've crossed the vomit-boundary, I rarely come back, and simply have trained myself to ignore it.
...Anyway, the cure... Powerade. The Lime one. I've drank soda, water, tea, lemonade, Gatorade, and even Pepto-Bismol as a "please make me unsick" cure... But it's never had one bit of effect on me. In fact, in many cases it's made me sicker.
Not the Powerade. I'm not kidding. I've never felt anything like it before. I was sitting on the stern of that pitching boat feeling like lost souls were calling me to my grave, and you handed me that Powerade and said something about getting rid of the taste of seawater and breakfast... I mean, it was like one gulp, and I was instantly 90% cured. Ten minutes later, I couldn't believe it... It was like I hadn't been sick at all.
I even visited the cubby a few minutes after that... You know, the one place NOT to be on a boat when you're sick. No problems at all.
Anyway, I learned something. Powerade. Lime. I don't care much for Dramamine, Triptone works somewhat, Bonine (which I took that morning) seems to work best for me, and Scolopamine (or whatever you call it) is expensive and available only by prescription... But Powerade... I'm taking that stuff with me on all my boat trips.
Anyone else tried this stuff for seasickness?
