Oo-oo, That Smell

This weekend, my husband G. Grod took 6yo Drake and 3yo Guppy on a trip to Byerly’s, a local upscale grocery store. Inside, Drake complained it smelled bad and his stomach hurt. On the drive home, G. looked in the rear-view mirror. Drake turned pale, then threw up his breakfast.

Once home, a parental debate ensued. Was it a virus? His reaction to low blood sugar after mostly skipping supper the night before? The smell of the store? G. wasn’t sure about the third theory, but I think it might have been a combination of the latter two. I too have a sensitive schnoz, and Drake seems to have inherited it. Here are a things that make me feel as if I might lose my breakfast:

1. Scented laundry detergent, which I can smell as I walk by a house from their vent.
2. The smell of fried scrapple, which G. found at Byerly’s and cooked this morning for brekkie.
3. Most scented candles.
4. The smell of a Subway sandwich shop.
5. The smell of whatever onion dish they were making in my grocery coop’s deli last weekend.

Confronted with these, I breathe through my mouth. Perhaps that’s why I lose my breakfast less often than Drake does.

3 Responses to “Oo-oo, That Smell”

  1. Isabella Says:

    What is it about the smell of the Subway shop??!!! And I know it’s all Subway shops everywhere! Don’t make me eat any of their sandwiches!

    Also, weirdly, chamomile does it for me — tea, shampoo, whatever.

  2. girldetective Says:

    I first noticed the Subway thing when I was pregnant with my first, and had to walk by them in the Minneapolis skyways during winter. I thought it would pass after I had the kid and winter was over–not so.

  3. Petunia Says:

    My husband is super sensative to smells too. Candles give him headaches. Fabric softeners give him rashes. Don’t even talk about deoderizers or he gets dizzy. No fun.