But do you stink? I wouldn’t know. My sense of smell went on vacation about twenty years ago and returns for only a few seconds seconds now and then. Though there are a few dire medical conditions that can cause loss of sense of smell (including COVID) mine isn’t one of them. (It was a bad cold and bad luck.)
Think about how much we rely on our sense of smell: to detect danger (smoke, gas escaping, a gathering storm); to enhance our environment (who wants to live with the stink of a cat box?); to increase our appreciation of life (the scent of our favorite flower, the smell of a loved one’s skin). The most famous scent in Western literature is likely Proust’s description of madeleines.* For me, if I could still smell it, the aroma of Old Spice would immediately bring my father to mind.
There are some pluses to not being able to smell: Jill McCabe Johnson writes about one study that tested what stinks:
In the search for universally offensive, weapons-grade odors, researchers have observed that people react most to scent cocktails of biological odors like vomit, body odors, poop and burnt hair, plus rotting garbage and flesh, the combination of which induced nausea, faster heart rates, and a desperate desire to get the heck out of there. Interestingly, a mishmash of odors was worse than any single odor, producing a sense of panic and causing some testers to scream.
Shortly after I lost my sense of smell, I went to Southern India with a small group of people. My nose doctor commented that it was probably a good time to take the trip there. (He couldn’t fix my problem but at least he had a sense of humor.) The smell of a crowded city in India is overwhelming: diesel fuel, animal and human waste, standing water, smoke, spices, incense, and dense crowds of people. For me, it was just one big bad odor, which I thought of as the smell of India. For my traveling companions, it was a different experience and an unexpected stressor. Unlike the participants in the study, they didn’t scream but nearly everyone broke down in tears at some point. The smells were that powerful.
My point (and yes, I do have one) is this: when you encounter something or someone that really stinks, just remember all the other smells —fragrances that make your life happier. In other words, Stop and Remember the Smell of Roses.
HAVE A GOOD WEEK!