solodiver71
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I wanted to share a incident that occurred with me when I was a new diver (19 yo certified OW Diver for almost a year with about 10-15 dives).
Back in the early 90's I was diving in a lake in Missouri on a sunny spring day. I had a couple of buddies with me and decided to make our first dive a deep one near the dam on a site I had never visited. One of my buddies was from the area and had made many dives there so he was going to lead our expedition. We decided our plan was to go down to about 100ft to a marker that was placed near a large bolder near the dam and then slowly make our ascent back up making our safety stops and then float on the surface for a little while.
We descended down to the boulder just fine.. No one had any issues with clearing and we began to just hangout for a couple of minutes looking around. Nothing much to see except the boulder and a line that was tied to it that kept going deeper. We then started our slow ascent up per the plan and was exploring while we were following the lead diver. At this point things began to change which started a chain of events that I will always remember for the rest of my life.
A few minutes after leaving the boulder, a very loud sound started to roar through the water from all directions.. It sounded like some type of engine that started and I realized that it must be the Dam's turbines. At that time I had no idea how close we were or not to those turbines and I started to panic which made me swim a lot quicker than normal. By this time I started to feel like I wasnt getting enough air for some reason. I looked at my spg and I was fine on air for the dive but there was something wrong. I was getting air out of my regulator just fine as well as switching over to my octo. I was at total loss on what the issue was and began to really panic.
By this time, I was next to the lead diver who could see I was having issues. I gave him the "out of air" signal and so he passed his primary to me and grabbed his Octo for his use. While I was breathing on his reg he grabbed my pressure gauge and gave me a very puzzled look and started to try communicate with me with hand signals. At this point, his primary wasnt working for me as well and could only think I was having a medical issue. All this happened in a matter of about 10-15 seconds. I decided that I had no other choice but to bolt to the surface to get some air. I began finning with my buddy holding on to me as I was fighting to reach the surface. Fortunately for him he was experienced enough to let me go so he could make his safety stop. What felt like forever, I finally made it to the surface took a huge breath and started to calm down. At this point I felt like I was now able to breath. My buddies made it to the surface eventually and we started a very slow trek back to the shoreline.
We made it to the shore and I was already feeling much better and was just really freaked out by what occurred. As a precaution I went to the emergency room to get checked out and they found nothing wrong with me except being a little dehydrated. The ER Doctor who treated me was a former dive instructor and I explained what occurred. I learned that because of my panic and task loading I was was over breathing my regulator and breathing back the CO2 I was exhaling which was displacing oxygen. This gave me the sensation of not having air. After getting released, I left the ER and called it a day. I was so disappointed with myself I really thought I was going to walk away from diving for good.
In hindsight, there was so many errors with this dive starting from poor planning and lack of discussion about the dive site to lack of enough training on handling issues. I was very fortunate that I didnt end up getting bent or worse drowning due to errors that were made. Its true what they say about What doesnt kill you I did gain much insight from the experience but definitely would have rather read this on Scubaboard.com if it had existed back then.. ha!..
Thanks for reading.
Back in the early 90's I was diving in a lake in Missouri on a sunny spring day. I had a couple of buddies with me and decided to make our first dive a deep one near the dam on a site I had never visited. One of my buddies was from the area and had made many dives there so he was going to lead our expedition. We decided our plan was to go down to about 100ft to a marker that was placed near a large bolder near the dam and then slowly make our ascent back up making our safety stops and then float on the surface for a little while.
We descended down to the boulder just fine.. No one had any issues with clearing and we began to just hangout for a couple of minutes looking around. Nothing much to see except the boulder and a line that was tied to it that kept going deeper. We then started our slow ascent up per the plan and was exploring while we were following the lead diver. At this point things began to change which started a chain of events that I will always remember for the rest of my life.
A few minutes after leaving the boulder, a very loud sound started to roar through the water from all directions.. It sounded like some type of engine that started and I realized that it must be the Dam's turbines. At that time I had no idea how close we were or not to those turbines and I started to panic which made me swim a lot quicker than normal. By this time I started to feel like I wasnt getting enough air for some reason. I looked at my spg and I was fine on air for the dive but there was something wrong. I was getting air out of my regulator just fine as well as switching over to my octo. I was at total loss on what the issue was and began to really panic.
By this time, I was next to the lead diver who could see I was having issues. I gave him the "out of air" signal and so he passed his primary to me and grabbed his Octo for his use. While I was breathing on his reg he grabbed my pressure gauge and gave me a very puzzled look and started to try communicate with me with hand signals. At this point, his primary wasnt working for me as well and could only think I was having a medical issue. All this happened in a matter of about 10-15 seconds. I decided that I had no other choice but to bolt to the surface to get some air. I began finning with my buddy holding on to me as I was fighting to reach the surface. Fortunately for him he was experienced enough to let me go so he could make his safety stop. What felt like forever, I finally made it to the surface took a huge breath and started to calm down. At this point I felt like I was now able to breath. My buddies made it to the surface eventually and we started a very slow trek back to the shoreline.
We made it to the shore and I was already feeling much better and was just really freaked out by what occurred. As a precaution I went to the emergency room to get checked out and they found nothing wrong with me except being a little dehydrated. The ER Doctor who treated me was a former dive instructor and I explained what occurred. I learned that because of my panic and task loading I was was over breathing my regulator and breathing back the CO2 I was exhaling which was displacing oxygen. This gave me the sensation of not having air. After getting released, I left the ER and called it a day. I was so disappointed with myself I really thought I was going to walk away from diving for good.
In hindsight, there was so many errors with this dive starting from poor planning and lack of discussion about the dive site to lack of enough training on handling issues. I was very fortunate that I didnt end up getting bent or worse drowning due to errors that were made. Its true what they say about What doesnt kill you I did gain much insight from the experience but definitely would have rather read this on Scubaboard.com if it had existed back then.. ha!..
Thanks for reading.