That floaty thingy was not fatal, dammit, but only air in his swim-bladder so he went belly-up until he could manage a belch. |
I bobbed and thrashed about on the surface of the Pacific, 20 miles off Ventura, CA like a tompot blenny with a ruptured swim-bladder. |
In past columns we've looked at swim-bladder deflating needles as well as ambient re-pressurizing devices which clip to the jaw and spring open upon contact with the bottom. |