...maybe I ran into a patch of oil (or something) floating in the water and that is what got to me?
That actually happened with someone in our group, a few weeks ago.
We were on a longer scooter dive in the St. Lawrence, and were showing some friends a new wreck that we had found. There were six of us, but in two groups of three, one group behind the other. I was in the group of three in front.
Once we got to the wreck, one of our friends in the back group did their gas switch, and shortly after, wrote to me that their gas tasted a bit funny. I offered my long hose, which was denied, so since I do dive with this person on a regular basis, I signaled to the team that I was going to stick with this buddy, showed them the wetnotes, and we started for home. Surfacing was not an option. I know this person very well in the water, and stuck to them like glue, watching their every movement, and ready to donate. They said they were ok, just didn't like the taste in their mouth.
Once we got to shore and doffed our gear, they called the shop. They are a good shop, monitor their fill station like clockwork. They checked all filters etc., and we actually went there to show them the tanks. You could actually smell horrible gas, when purging the reg on the surface.
The regs were taken off, and when turning the tank valve on, the gas didn't smell bad at all. Now, there was definitely a mystery.
Finally, the shop owner thought to open the regs, and everything was absolutely covered in some kind of petroleum. Also, their neck seal and wing also smelled horribly of oil.
Somehow, near that new wreck, there was some kind of petroleum product either floating through the water, dumped, or disturbed, and only hit one out of the six of us.
Kind of like a needle in the haystack, in the middle of the St. Lawrence River, but... it's possible.
Glad that everyone made it back safely, and good on ya, Lynne.