Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Diving with Dengue



Scuba diving isn´t that hard. It´s mostly about getting comfortable breathing underwater, and knowing not to panic and knowing what to do if something goes wrong (what you do is not panic). But when your instructor informs you he has Dengue Fever, looks exhausted through rivers of sweat on land, green on the dive boat, and vomits into his regulator 30 feet below the surface, it makes getting comfortable a little harder. At least we learned that if you need to puke, you don´t panic.

2 comments:

Unknown said...

When I come to visit you, I will not be scuba diving. That shit makes me claustrophobic. You two are so brave.

Carrie Sandahl said...

When my cat vomits- she eats it... it's gross, but really helpful on the clean-up tip... So neither of you got the bends eh? good work- you know that the ocean is a desert with it's life underground and the perfect disguise above... OK, Ok, that was a line from "A horse with no name" but I always thought that was a clever line, glad i got to use it...