I’m not the type that typically freaks out. Well…except maybe when it comes to bugs…and furry and/or non furry four-legged animals that can scratch, bite, or claw my eyes out…and always every now and then the dark…and needles. Ok, so maybe I am the type. But, whatever, that’s not the point. The point is, when it comes to things like jumping out of planes, or zipping through the jungle strapped to a harness on a line, and swimming with nurse sharks, I’m all good. No worries. No fears. So, when scuba diving in Boracay left me...