I had an excellent sense of smell and was also very sensitive to bad smells. I could very quickly and unerringly identify individual components – olfactory elements – in food or wine.
When my husband’s bleeding carcinoma was closed with a laser, he had a horrible smell coming from his stomach that got up my nose every time I got close to him. I was almost struck by it the first time I smelled it. That stench of burnt flesh and blood almost took my breath away. But I couldn’t show him that. He depended on me to hold him, to support him, and to snuggle up to him. But this smell haunted and tormented me terribly.
I swallowed my horror – he needed me.
However, I have lost my superior sense of smell, and often I can’t smell anything at all, not my perfume or the food I am preparing. Before, I could smell a dish and tell relatively accurately whether there might be a hint of cinnamon or garlic or whatever in it. Today, the food has to be a charred black lump in front of me to smell it.
Note by H. Pilhar
If it were conflict-active, only the particular odor would be “blanked out.” In the healing, there is a fall of smell (anosmia). So it seems to be hanging healing.
There are probably a number of tracks reminiscent of the DHS.