After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably no more than four or five minutes, we reached the ship. By that time the pain had become virtually unbearable and both of Jo's legs were paralyzed. It was a very rapid and violent hit. Fortunately I had been keeping the decompression chamber pumped up, so it would be ready to go at a moment's notice. We depressurized the outer lock, and Jo got in, or rather we picked her up and just slid her in, as quickly as possible. She helped as well as she could without the use of her legs, and we immediately closed the door and then opened the pressure valve to the outside chamber. As soon as the pressure equalized, the pain ceased, so we knew we had caught the bubble before it had grown too large. We started treatment on pure oxygen for a depth equivalent of 30 feet, but there was still some residual pain. So we went by the standard oxygen treatment table for 60 feet, which calls for a total of two hours' decompression. In the meantime, I got the compressor going and started topping off our air banks and refilling oxygen bottles, et cetera, to have refills for everything if needed. Then I got in te outer lock of the chamber and repressuirzed and went in with Jo and helped her set up a new oxygen bottle; the one in the chamber was getting low. Next I went out and adjusted the pressure lines and fixed her some tea, brought her a pillow, and got fresh carbon dioxide absorbent for the breathing system. Then I locked myself back in with her. We had painted the inside of the chamber with epoxy paint a year ago, but the inside had been sealed for some time, and the fumes were still strong. They aren't dangerous, fortunately, but unpleasant to smell, so we vented the chamber as best we could by letting air in and out simultaneously, maintaining a constant pressure.
After the two hours were up, we gradually bled the last few pounds of pressure out and opened the door. Jo seemed to be in fine shape, with no more pain...
What turned out to be a relatively minor incident could, of course, htave left some permanent disability if we had not had a decompression chamber right on board. It is interesting to note that sports divers have a high incidence of permanent damage from the bends, whereas military divers, who suffer considerably more attacks, have a much lower incidence of disability. The reason is that military divers almost always have ready access to a decompression chamber, and sports divers do not. If a sports diver is hit, he is usually taken by boat or car, or both, on an hours-long journey to a hospital, where people ask slow questions about insurance and financial situations before they will even admit him. So it can be considerable time before the victim gets into a chamber, by then permanent nerve damage may have been done. The key to success in decompression tre.atment is to get the person under pressure immediately, to squeeze the bubble of nitrogen back to a size where it can no longer block a blood vessel. Decompression in the water, where the problem started, is possible as a last-ditch measure, but it frequently makes a bad situation worse. Another dive adds to the bottom time and unsually cannot last long enough to do any good. Also, the most effective treatment involves breathing pure oxygen. I just can't say too much in favor of having a chamber right on hand. The decompression meters and tables that divers use are helpful, but even when they are properly followed, it is still possible to get the bends. The tables are based only on mathematical abstractions and do not represent what is actually happening within the individual human being...