AlexM630
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- I just don't log dives
Well, I'm not really sure where to start but here goes.
First off, I'm a first time poster but I've been reading ScubaBoard for years. I've been diving for five years this month. I logged around 20 dives in the first year or two before taking a one year break from diving before getting back into the sport heavier than before. Though I haven't logged my dives (bad habit, I know), I've done around 60-80 dives since August '09. I completed my advanced certification in October '09 and have since completed nitrox as well. I've done plenty of deep dives (deepest being 130', in Belize) and wreck dives in southeast Florida and the Keys with light penetration (swim throughs).
Anyway, I'll get to the point of the post....over the past few months I've developed a sort of anxiety that manifests into underwater panic attacks (or what I assume to be so...) This has essentially crippled me from any kind of diving like I used to do. I've never had any sort of fear about diving and like I mentioned before I've completed many successful dives. I've only had one out of air situation and didn't panic at all but air-shared slowly to the surface with my buddy. Aside from that I've always been a more than competent diver, in both my esteem and others'. Nothing has ever really fazed me, from sharks to night dives to cold conditions (though I definitely am more of a fair weather diver.)
That all changed sometime in early November on a 2-day diving trip to the Keys with a group of friends. We all went on a night dive the first night. The seas were rough and the dive was semi-challenging but all went fine and I had a great dive. After the dive we went out and had several drinks but nothing too excessive. I know drinking before a dive is technically a no-no but I've done it lots of times before and it tends to be the status quo at any dive resort I've been to. So anyhow, we all get to bed around 1 AM and wake up around 8. First dive is at the Duane wreck, which I've done before and not enjoyed because of the current, but on this dive it's great. I saw a massive Goliath grouper and some great micro stuff as well. Anyhow, so after the surface info and steaming to the next site, I drop down with my buddy to the next dive. I had felt slightly seasick on the way over but it calmed down when I got into the water. We dropped down to the point where the line to the wreck split and one part went to the bottom, the other to the wreck. For some reason, we took the wrong line, which I realized at about 80' when all I saw was sand and barracudas. At that moment I signalled to my buddy that we needed to swim towards the other line, which was against the current. We began to swim, and I looked over and saw that my buddy was about 30' away from me. At this point an absolute panic set in unlike anything I've ever felt before. I felt like I had to be at the surface instantly, and I couldn't breathe, just hyperventilating. I'm trained not to rocket to the surface so I was able to get my buddy's attention and make a slow ascent with her holding my hand as we rose slowly to the top.
I chalked that experience off to drinking the night before and did some more research that suggested possibly C02 retention. At the same time I was enrolled in a cavern diving class, and when we actually got up to the caverns in northern Florida, I choked and had to abort my dives up there as well.
Since then I completed one successful shore dive back in Florida before I flew to Asia (I'm currently on a three month backpacking trip.) The successful dive in FL gave me the confidence to try again in Indonesia (with my own mask and reg). The first dive I did, to around 35-45', went without issue. I felt a little anxiety since this was deeper than I had been since the incident in November but had no problems. The next day, on a dive to around 80', the same situation that happened to me in the Keys occured. We had been cruising along without incident, and I was enjoying and photographing the Indo-Pacific sealife that I'd never seen before, when about 15 minutes into the dive, BAM...the whole panic attack, "I need to be at the surface" scenario again, complete with perceptual narrowing and hyperventilation. Once I got up, I talked to the DM, who suggested that I give it a go the next day again to "get back on the horse" so to speak. When I tried to dive the next day, I started feeling the same feeling upon descent and aborted the dive early again.
That's pretty much the whole situation. I'm not sure exactly what question I'm asking here, but I guess I'm hoping to get some input from someone else who has been through the same thing, or someone who has experience treating this. I can't fathom (no pun intended) the idea of giving up diving. It's always been a means of relaxation for me. I'll be in Thailand the entire month of March and if there's any way I can successfully dive at all I'd do anything to know it.
Thanks and sorry about the length of the post, I just didn't want to leave anything out.
First off, I'm a first time poster but I've been reading ScubaBoard for years. I've been diving for five years this month. I logged around 20 dives in the first year or two before taking a one year break from diving before getting back into the sport heavier than before. Though I haven't logged my dives (bad habit, I know), I've done around 60-80 dives since August '09. I completed my advanced certification in October '09 and have since completed nitrox as well. I've done plenty of deep dives (deepest being 130', in Belize) and wreck dives in southeast Florida and the Keys with light penetration (swim throughs).
Anyway, I'll get to the point of the post....over the past few months I've developed a sort of anxiety that manifests into underwater panic attacks (or what I assume to be so...) This has essentially crippled me from any kind of diving like I used to do. I've never had any sort of fear about diving and like I mentioned before I've completed many successful dives. I've only had one out of air situation and didn't panic at all but air-shared slowly to the surface with my buddy. Aside from that I've always been a more than competent diver, in both my esteem and others'. Nothing has ever really fazed me, from sharks to night dives to cold conditions (though I definitely am more of a fair weather diver.)
That all changed sometime in early November on a 2-day diving trip to the Keys with a group of friends. We all went on a night dive the first night. The seas were rough and the dive was semi-challenging but all went fine and I had a great dive. After the dive we went out and had several drinks but nothing too excessive. I know drinking before a dive is technically a no-no but I've done it lots of times before and it tends to be the status quo at any dive resort I've been to. So anyhow, we all get to bed around 1 AM and wake up around 8. First dive is at the Duane wreck, which I've done before and not enjoyed because of the current, but on this dive it's great. I saw a massive Goliath grouper and some great micro stuff as well. Anyhow, so after the surface info and steaming to the next site, I drop down with my buddy to the next dive. I had felt slightly seasick on the way over but it calmed down when I got into the water. We dropped down to the point where the line to the wreck split and one part went to the bottom, the other to the wreck. For some reason, we took the wrong line, which I realized at about 80' when all I saw was sand and barracudas. At that moment I signalled to my buddy that we needed to swim towards the other line, which was against the current. We began to swim, and I looked over and saw that my buddy was about 30' away from me. At this point an absolute panic set in unlike anything I've ever felt before. I felt like I had to be at the surface instantly, and I couldn't breathe, just hyperventilating. I'm trained not to rocket to the surface so I was able to get my buddy's attention and make a slow ascent with her holding my hand as we rose slowly to the top.
I chalked that experience off to drinking the night before and did some more research that suggested possibly C02 retention. At the same time I was enrolled in a cavern diving class, and when we actually got up to the caverns in northern Florida, I choked and had to abort my dives up there as well.
Since then I completed one successful shore dive back in Florida before I flew to Asia (I'm currently on a three month backpacking trip.) The successful dive in FL gave me the confidence to try again in Indonesia (with my own mask and reg). The first dive I did, to around 35-45', went without issue. I felt a little anxiety since this was deeper than I had been since the incident in November but had no problems. The next day, on a dive to around 80', the same situation that happened to me in the Keys occured. We had been cruising along without incident, and I was enjoying and photographing the Indo-Pacific sealife that I'd never seen before, when about 15 minutes into the dive, BAM...the whole panic attack, "I need to be at the surface" scenario again, complete with perceptual narrowing and hyperventilation. Once I got up, I talked to the DM, who suggested that I give it a go the next day again to "get back on the horse" so to speak. When I tried to dive the next day, I started feeling the same feeling upon descent and aborted the dive early again.
That's pretty much the whole situation. I'm not sure exactly what question I'm asking here, but I guess I'm hoping to get some input from someone else who has been through the same thing, or someone who has experience treating this. I can't fathom (no pun intended) the idea of giving up diving. It's always been a means of relaxation for me. I'll be in Thailand the entire month of March and if there's any way I can successfully dive at all I'd do anything to know it.
Thanks and sorry about the length of the post, I just didn't want to leave anything out.