Sight: Almost legally blind, D
Hearing: Will need hearing aids someday, D
Taste: Normal capacity, C
Smell: Nose like a canine, A++
I think sight would be the absolute worst sense to lose. And if I had to choose one sense to live without, I would choose to lose the sense of smell. Sure, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the smell of rain, homemade bread and cookies baking, but that would be a lot easier to live without than not being able see! Or taste! (Although…I sure would be a whole LOT healthier if I couldn’t taste.)
And, of COURSE, which sense do I excel in? The sense of SMELL! Figures.
Today was one of those days that I wished I was a victim of smelling loss. I’m not sure it is the time of year for fertilization, but it definitely smelled like manure at work. And it didn’t have a subtle or brief presence. Rather, it was potent and managed to linger in the air for quite some time - I’m thinking at least an hour. And the strangest thing about it all, NO one else seemed bothered. There was no mention of the awful smell. And I didn’t want to be the weird new girl who talks about poop.
1 comment:
i just want to let you know, jennifer, that if you could not smell, then you could not taste.
is that worth the sacrifice to you?
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