As he does, an overwhelming sense of panic rises up from where I had suppressed it. The roar of the water seems to be getting louder and there is a ringing in my ears. My vision blurs and it’s difficult to breathe. I can’t understand what he’s saying.
‘Look at me,’ a sharp command. I struggle to focus on the handsome paramedic who is crouched in front of me. ‘Breathe.’
I can’t. It’s as if my air passages have been blocked. My breaths are coming out as loud rasps and my lungs hurt as I battle for air. What’s happening to me?