My Nonprofit Reviews
Review for Diveheart Foundation, Downers Grove, IL, USA
Have you ever been in a group of 40 people and started to get the feeling that they were all saints? Strangest feeling ever and precisely what I was feeling on the boat of my first scuba trip in July of this year.
I have a very strange degenerative peripheral neuropathy which appears as a C5 complete. I used to be a lot better and in the future I'll probably be a lot worse. It's the nature of the beast.
In April 2016, Michelle approached me about Diveheart. She made the sale and I began the paperwork process. After a couple of weeks, I was in.
All my logs are publicly available at: https://www.facebook.com/chrisuzal
When a full face mask was put on and I was submerged, I was completely hooked. They were holding me and I was getting to know them as much as they were getting to know me but there was something else: I was also getting to know me.
I started kicking. Probably not much thrust but there it was, the beginning. And maybe a return to a fight where I was forced out. Maybe scuba is where I should have always been but that old fight is the older than Diveheart by a few years so I didn't think much of it.
The road I am on is fine. While nothing happens the day before, I feel like I was born to scuba dive. I quickly learned Wilhelmina was the person who made this all work. She seems like a blur at 100 miles per hour above the surface but she is a guardian angel underwater. Every single volunteer I met through her was also, as far as I could tell, a saint.
This nonprofit… So many good people… How?… Why?… time itself should expose the bad apples. Right? Nope.
I kept hearing about this "Jim" guy. I saw him on YouTube. Learned the background story. Seen enough science fiction and real-life nonprofits to just take it with a grain of salt. When do I get into the water?
July was about to roll around and Willa tells me there is a slot open. I willed myself down there. Complex before, during and after. The story is way too big for this venue.
Suffice it to say, Jim was the first guy to greet me when I entered the hotel. He is as advertised. Good dude.
What you don't see in this review of the Diveheart Foundation is anything ax grindy about how the organization functions. This is because nothing to grind about. The only time end users like me run into the organizational side is in the beginning.
It's very simple: get your medical paperwork completed and you can start learning what it feels like to scuba dive. Stick around and you'll get the real thing on a dive trip in the ocean that pushes you around and probably doesn't even know you exist. You learn how to safely traverse this planet under the ocean and completely forget your nontrivial disabilities are a thing.
Put me in zero G and bother me tomorrow.