I have personally never been hit like this but I don’t dive deep much. I don’t dive much beyond 100ft because I totally believe I can get narced nutty on nitrox too, and I am not trained on anything tastier than that.
I think if I were feeling the way I did in this example, I would just ascend from where I was up to a shallower depth if there was no deco involved or some other reason to keep me deep.
We obviously (actively) decided not to surface, and it’s actually a good question to ponder whether it was the right decision for us or not. It’s easy to see it was detrimental for our mental state to continue at the depth. The first answer to the question why we did not surface when things deteriorated lies exactly there. Probably every minute that passed, we became more and more narrowed down in our thinking. We were focused on the goal of heading to the beach – so that is what we stubbornly continued to do. (Btw, the time from when I turned the dive to when we hit the slope again is mere 6 minutes but naturally it all felt like ages).
The other two reasons that I know I went through and that made me anxious were more rational. I did not want to surface because I knew it was a nice sunny day, and I had seen at least one fisherman nearby. Good weather gets other boats out too and they often cruise exactly on this stretch of beach. I knew we were now away from our flag and those guys are pretty clueless of divers.
Lastly, I think my judgment about coming up at the state we were in was pretty much spot-on. I was fretting in how bad shape we were for no-reference ascent from 100ft. It embarrasses me that I did not even think of SMB at that point. I wonder if I would have if we made the decision to ascend. I am sure if I had thought of SMB, it alone would have immediately given me some relief , especially relating to reference. We shoot bags so often, I am 100% sure that the joy over having it would have trumped another catastrophic fear that I somehow fudge shooting it.
Honestly I am not sure whether it was better to continue for few minutes and risk the narcosis getting worse or start fudging with the ascent being so nervous about it. I know for sure I wanted to delay the decision as long as I felt I could somewhat safely look for the slope.
I know I was getting close to having to make some decision because the doom and gloom was getting so hard to control. I am pretty confident with myself that I recognize signs of losing control, and can keep tabs on it but when your sensory system starts to fail, you start getting doubts whether you should trust yourself much longer and risk it. I was using gas checks as a measuring stick but I was wondering if it really was enough. (I certainly was not reliable in judging my consumption. I felt like I was labouring but one positive thing I took from this experience was that my consumption actually did not elevate much. Even though we were totally stressed, upon checking SAC rates after the dive mine was 0.66 which is only a little higher than my usual cold water working SAC. (And dammit, I was working the pudding!) I am even happier to know that my buddy put down 0.55. It gives me some confidence that we were both able to talk ourselves down even though we felt highly stressed and were very obsessed with breathing and vanishing gas.)