Heart failure on the Yongala
Trip Start Mar 17, 2007
435Trip End Ongoing
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Forty minute sail to our diving spot. 'Hi, how are you?' 'Where are you from?' 'Vegetarian? So, what do you eat?' 'Water will be freeeezing cold'.
Two groups: one the beginner, one the advanced which is us.25 minutes into our dive, I find myself alone. Which should NOT happen. Other buddies were sent back to the boat. Dr T behind and the dive master looking for him. Dr T finds me and a minute later, we see the dive master, Luke, who signs: 'back to the boat'. I did not hear the emergency sounds. We swim back the 100 meter back in fast tempo, encouraged by Luke. Sure, we knew there was something going on.
How serious, we discover 5 minutes later, when climbing on board: Erin is lying on deck: grey and blue: no pulse, no breathing. Three girls are giving her CPR. It is announced that we are going to sail back full speed: hold on! Only: the boat does not start. It does after 5 minutes, with the help of our dive master. Motor starts and Luke climbs on board, bleeding like a pig: he cut his hand on the blades of the motor.
After 10 minutes, the girls get a faint pulse and a superficial breathing. Hubby assists with the counting of the heart beat. I hold the girl's hand. Luke is bleeding all over the boat and on the divers.
On shore, the paramedics take over.
We learn in the police station in the afternoon: Erin is still breading but there is not brain activity. Her parents are somewhere else in Australia and they wait for them to make any decisions.