Smelling Toast

I was milling around in the bathroom and smelled something. I couldn’t identify it though. Linda had been cleaning up there, so it could have been anything.

Trying to analyze the smell, I wondered if it was toast I smelled. THEN, what I like to call “the show” starts grinding away in my head, as my thoughts would start to wander, make connections, stream of consciousness, etc., etc. 

Then I tried to recall what you smell right before you have a stroke.

Was it toast? Because if so, that’s a bit loose then because every time someone makes toast, and you’re in another part of the house, smelling the toast, and holy shit! 

What if you’re a chef? You’re probably ALWAYS smelling toast!

It couldn’t be THAT common of a smell being such a warning sign. Right?

Have no fear, I wasn’t having a stroke or anything — that would be a much different blog, and probably not typed, sadly, and only dictated with difficulty. 

No, of course I had to look it up. That’s always dicey, but I had a minute. 

Turns out it’s *burnt toast*. And it could mean you have a brain tumor OR are having a stroke. OR, you might have Phantosmia, a condition where you smell things that aren’t there. 

That knowledge could come in handy next time someone accuses you of farting. 

You can respond “Oh, You’re obviously suffering from Phantosmia. Freak!” Whether you farted or not.

Let’s also not forget that simply smelling anything is a good sign. I’ve heard from various sources, *none confirmed*, that if you can’t smell or taste anything, that you may be in the early stages of becoming symptomatic with COVID-19. 

I have no idea if that’s remotely true or not.

My daughter noted that her sense of smell increased recently after burning her hand with hot water due to a microwaveable Mac & cheese incident.

A heightened sense of smell is not exactly that formidable a super power and really only a fifth of what Daredevil can do, but if she wants to be known as The Sniffer, I support her in her new life. 

And it would also possibly mean she’s not stricken with the virus. Double bonus there. Unless that’s nonsense.

So the moral of the story would be…careful when microwaving Mac & cheese? 

Don’t burn toast? 

Maybe stop and smell the flowers, and don’t cross….

The Sniffer.