mine has something to do with the 'dive pariah' story, in that i signaled 'ok' but didn't communicate.
we (buddy & i and another team of 2) were finishing a dive in manatee. the mouth of that cave is narrower than the cave so the flow out is screamin' and up a slope. you have to be very careful not to get caught in the flow and blown out past your stop depth.
so i had paused at the bottom of the slope and done my best to empty my drysuit, wiggling all around to get the bubble to the valve, and started crawling up the slope. i tried to keep my fintips down, but the flow caught them anyway and turned me upside down. i grabbed a log and was holding on, upside down, when my feet filled with air and the feet of my suit with fins attached came off the feet of my body. larry looked at me from across the cave mouth and i signaled 'ok', because, hey, i wasn't dead or in pain or panicking. however, i couldn't let go and i couldn't turn over and i couldn't get my fins/suit feet back on. he says that he suddenly realized that i was upside down *and* eight feet tall & he knew what had happened. so he crawled over and jammed my feet back on and pulled me back down into some semblance of order. i would have been better off to have done the 'so-so' signal so he knew something was up immediately & didn't just think i was horsing around.
i since found out my suit inflator self-inflates, and i think that was part of what was happening. i had much more bubble than i thought i did and wasn't compensating for it. anyway, no panic, even though i was getting pretty wet breaths, too, since i was upside down. it was all just annoying.
but at least it was funny. i think bob & polly enjoyed the show. plus polly had to help me put the she-p back on, so it was a banner day for her.