to go, five of them would be to swim up to the surface.
Selina looked at her oxygen levels and pointed it out to Dave as she gestured wildly to him. We had no idea what was going on but I was becoming a bit concerned with their sense of urgency. Then we saw it. Dave sent an image back that showed her oxygen meter; Selina only had two minutes left in her tank. I felt the air knocked out of my lungs. This can’t be happening. By my calculations, they had at least five minutes until they got to the boat. With Dave grabbing her hand, he was swimming while practically carrying her. I noticed she didn’t move her legs. What the fuck was going on?
“I need someone to tell me immediately what the Hell this means? Is Selina almost out of oxygen?”
“I’m guessing this is what is happening Mr. Stone, so Dave is swimming for them. They should have ten minutes left in their tanks. If she is almost out of oxygen, Dave is making her conserve what she has while doing the work for them. They are five minutes out sir.”
Grabbing the counter, I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen.
“Get the doctor up here with the first aid kit ready and the oxygen tank,” shouted the Captain.
“Get a 911 call out to the paramedics on land to be waiting for us,” I heard myself shout. “I want to know everything that has fucking gone wrong on this dive.”
“Mr. Stone, look at the screen.” The Captain and I both saw Dave putting his mouth piece into Selina’s mouth for some oxygen and then switched back to him. Another one of the diving team joined their efforts, sharing their oxygen with Selina too. She seemed to be lifeless between the two divers. My world was crashing down around me.
“Where are we time wise Captain?”
“Two minutes to go Mr. Stone. We will be ready to pick them up.”
“She might not have two minutes Captain!”
The medic on the boat was already in position to administer first aid to Selina. All first aid equipment was ready and waiting. A text came in from Steve.
What the fuck is happening D?
Something happened with Selina’s oxygen. She isn’t getting anything.
Jesus. We’ll call the paramedics on our end and get them to the dock. Let me know what happens. Hang in their D. She’s a tough lady.
God I hope so.
“They are up, they are up! Pull Dr. Harrison up and clear out of the way.”
Selina’s lifeless body was pulled up over the side of the boat. The boat’s doctor and his assistant got right to work on her. I tried to get to her but was held back by two of the deck hands.
“I don’t have a pulse. Chest compressions and charge it up!”
I just stood there totally helpless as the woman I’ve already lost my heart and mind to was lying there motionless on the boat deck. Everything was in slow motion as I saw them pulling down the zipper to get to her skin. As the doctors alternated together the chest compressions, I prayed.
I don’t know how long it has been since I have prayed to the Almighty but I did. I hope He wouldn’t decide to turn his back from me now as I have done for so many years to Him. It’s funny that one turns to Him when there are dire circumstances but I was helpless to do anything else for her at this moment.
It was the only thing I had to give to her. I prayed for Him to bring her back to me. For the first time ever, this was a woman that I felt was a part of me; I have never felt this connection before with any of the women that came in and out of my life like a revolving door. Here is one that challenged me, could make me a better man and could give me LIFE.
“Clear!” The doctor zapped my Selina and I saw her body convulse with the electrical charge piercing thru her body. Checking for a pulse, the doctor shook his head. More compressions were being done until the machine was ready.
“Again, clear!”
Another zap went thru her body. Please Lord, bring her back to me. I
Selina looked at her oxygen levels and pointed it out to Dave as she gestured wildly to him. We had no idea what was going on but I was becoming a bit concerned with their sense of urgency. Then we saw it. Dave sent an image back that showed her oxygen meter; Selina only had two minutes left in her tank. I felt the air knocked out of my lungs. This can’t be happening. By my calculations, they had at least five minutes until they got to the boat. With Dave grabbing her hand, he was swimming while practically carrying her. I noticed she didn’t move her legs. What the fuck was going on?
“I need someone to tell me immediately what the Hell this means? Is Selina almost out of oxygen?”
“I’m guessing this is what is happening Mr. Stone, so Dave is swimming for them. They should have ten minutes left in their tanks. If she is almost out of oxygen, Dave is making her conserve what she has while doing the work for them. They are five minutes out sir.”
Grabbing the counter, I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen.
“Get the doctor up here with the first aid kit ready and the oxygen tank,” shouted the Captain.
“Get a 911 call out to the paramedics on land to be waiting for us,” I heard myself shout. “I want to know everything that has fucking gone wrong on this dive.”
“Mr. Stone, look at the screen.” The Captain and I both saw Dave putting his mouth piece into Selina’s mouth for some oxygen and then switched back to him. Another one of the diving team joined their efforts, sharing their oxygen with Selina too. She seemed to be lifeless between the two divers. My world was crashing down around me.
“Where are we time wise Captain?”
“Two minutes to go Mr. Stone. We will be ready to pick them up.”
“She might not have two minutes Captain!”
The medic on the boat was already in position to administer first aid to Selina. All first aid equipment was ready and waiting. A text came in from Steve.
What the fuck is happening D?
Something happened with Selina’s oxygen. She isn’t getting anything.
Jesus. We’ll call the paramedics on our end and get them to the dock. Let me know what happens. Hang in their D. She’s a tough lady.
God I hope so.
“They are up, they are up! Pull Dr. Harrison up and clear out of the way.”
Selina’s lifeless body was pulled up over the side of the boat. The boat’s doctor and his assistant got right to work on her. I tried to get to her but was held back by two of the deck hands.
“I don’t have a pulse. Chest compressions and charge it up!”
I just stood there totally helpless as the woman I’ve already lost my heart and mind to was lying there motionless on the boat deck. Everything was in slow motion as I saw them pulling down the zipper to get to her skin. As the doctors alternated together the chest compressions, I prayed.
I don’t know how long it has been since I have prayed to the Almighty but I did. I hope He wouldn’t decide to turn his back from me now as I have done for so many years to Him. It’s funny that one turns to Him when there are dire circumstances but I was helpless to do anything else for her at this moment.
It was the only thing I had to give to her. I prayed for Him to bring her back to me. For the first time ever, this was a woman that I felt was a part of me; I have never felt this connection before with any of the women that came in and out of my life like a revolving door. Here is one that challenged me, could make me a better man and could give me LIFE.
“Clear!” The doctor zapped my Selina and I saw her body convulse with the electrical charge piercing thru her body. Checking for a pulse, the doctor shook his head. More compressions were being done until the machine was ready.
“Again, clear!”
Another zap went thru her body. Please Lord, bring her back to me. I
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