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Nothing Stinks

Please don’t ask me to smell the milk to determine if it is any good or any other food for that matter. Of course, you can let one rip quietly and I would not know unless you tell me. I’m not bother by dead skunks, possums, or armadillos. Or garbage. Or a full litter box. Or someone’s bad breath.

Most annoying thing is all the questions. Why can’t you smell? Maybe it’s just a cold. Can you smell this? Or that? Can you still taste food? I just can’t smell. I haven’t been able to smell for several years. I don’t know why. I just woke up one day unable to smell. My physician doesn’t seem too concern either. So I live with it.

I do miss smelling my lavender and mint plants in my garden. I don’t wear any cologne or perfume for fear I will put on too much. I used to hate it when others did that. I got rid of all my scented candles since it just reminds me that I can’t smell. I worry constantly that I smell bad or my house smells bad. But the absolute worst is not smelling food. Food is just food. Ho-hum.

The biggest stress is not smelling smoke. A lamp started smoking right beside me but I was obivious to it. Now I worry about fire all the time. I will be the last to know when the house catches fire.

So cherish your sense of smell because for me it all smells the same. Like a big, fat nothing.
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