Oh dear god, my mom opened some scent product today that smelled like dryer sheets.
I have horrible asthma, but I tend to manage it. One of the few things that I can not handle is that dryer sheet smell.
I am damn lucky I keep my inhaler handy.
Oh, and instant karma. Mom got the scent oil on her arm, and it thoroughly disgusted her.
I really am like the canary. I can smell the paraffin under the delightful scents in candles. It's made me vomit in the past (Pomegranate).
I like the smell of a good steak, a fine bourbon, or an ocean breeze. Artificial scents can get the golly out.
Blood smell just reminds me things are bad again. And that's really disturbing. When I should be thinking "I NEED TO GET THE golly OUT OF HERE!" instead I'm thinking "golly, this is familiar."