@Walks_At_Night about half of the rescues were scuba diving. I had about 1000 dives before I got certified as a rescue diver. About 400 since. Ironically I never had to rescue anyone after I got my certification.
I’d rescue you if the need arose but don’t get your hopes up for mouth to mouth. I learned chest compressions are the key to survival. Mrs Walks can handle the m2m. After I’m done with the chest compressions, of course. I wouldn’t want to be distracted by a woman just trying to show her gratitude.
Yeah - the last CPR class I took they told us not to even bother with the Mouth to Mouth anymore. I do have a CPR story. Back when I worked at the old Island of Misfit Toys building there was this big old dude that caved in after lunch. Thank heavens that Hillbilly Jim and I didn't find him - if we would have, it probably would have went like this:
WAN: "You know Jim - that dude lying in a heap on the floor there. I don't think he is breathing."
HBJ gingerly approaches the carcass, then nudges it carefully with the toe of his shoe "I think you are right"
WAN: "Well now what? Do you think we should call somebody?"
HBJ: "F*ck! I don't wanna get involved with this shit but I guess we should. Call the damned meat wagon"
Fortunately a lady and a dude in our department watched him go down and grabbed one of those newly installed, fancy AED defibrillator's. The guy got it hooked up and it did it's thing. Meanwhile the lady did the mouth to mouth until the EMT's arrived. It ended well in that they saved the guy's life and he was kind of okay. However after they carted the guy off the guy that ran the AED told the lady: "You know there was an air bagger in that unit but you were pretty busy so I didn't want to bother you". She had a conniption - "You let me mouth to mouth that creepy, old dead guy when there was a bagger in there? F*ck you!"