Losing Smell

 The other day I posted about how I contracted Covid. I tested positive and that night I realized I couldn't smell the coffee that I was making. It took less than 12 hours from the time I tested positive that I lost my sense of smell and it effected me far more than I would have ever thought. 

I have heard from others about the loss of sense from others. Tommy, Sarah, Maria, all of them have told me about it when they had to deal with Covid themselves, but it was mostly just one more data point that I would log. Once it occurs to you it changes the perspective. 

I remember I went out with one gal in college who could have been the worst smelling person I've ever smelled. Emily smelled foul. Especially in the mornings. She was just foul smelling. She also had a foul mouth. Cursed like a sailor and really couldn't back it up. I think all of the alcohol she drank made her smell horrible in the mornings. I really shouldn't have gone out with her, but the whole lacrosse team pressured me into it. Going out with someone because your goofball friends expect you to is a horrible basis for a relationship. 

I fell for another girl who smelled like lavender. It was so wild. She said she didn't try to smell like lavender, and she told me she didn't even use a body wash or shampoo that was lavender scented, yet every time I was around her all I could smell was lavender. 

I think about these things now that I can't smell at all. I don't mind not smelling Emily anymore, but coffee? Lavender? Chlorine when I jump in the pool? The blend of cologne and deodorant I use? All of these things I miss a lot. Surprising how much I miss it. 

Sure hope it comes back. It's a boring world when you smell in black and white. 

Evershade, evershades, ever shade, ever shades, shades of Betsy