Abstract

So there I was - 3am on a cold December morning walking around the pontoons of an oil rig, seawater swirling over my boots, torch in one hand, lead in the other and on the end of the lead.., a diver. How did this happen to a nurse and why wasn't I in a nice warm hospital?

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