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Spidey sense of smell

Friday was my first round of chemotherapy. Since Friday I’ve eaten bagels with avocado, mashed potatoes, and popcorn happily. My belly has been soured by most foods that I like to eat. I feel sickened and get a bad taste in the back of my tongue when I think about bread dough, I ate quiche on Friday following treatment, and the crust was buttery, like a good quiche crust should be right, nope. So, every time I think of bread I think of the buttery crust and am completely sickened. I was also drinking a Puer tea and I think that the tea enhanced the buttery taste in the quiche, so I’m also skeptical of tea. 
I asked my sweet man, Jason to bring me some mashed potatoes on Sunday night on his way home from visiting with his friends. It was later than I had thought, and If I would have known the lengths he went to bring me tatters I would not have even asked. The thunderstorm started about 9pm and because it was Sunday in the bible belt all the usual mashed potato joints; Popeye’s. KFC, and Church’s Chicken had already closed. He went to a local bar, which has really rich and peppery mashed potatoes. He brought them home to me with his conquering story about how he was able to find the last mashed potatoes in the city. Unfortunately, they were a bit too gourmet for my sickly belly, I would have been fine with a box of generic tater buds.

 OH, and I have developed a Spidey sense of smell, which is strange for me. I grew up in an out doorsy way, we lived on an acreage, we had pets inside the house, my mom smoked in the car. My stinky punk friends and smelly feet roommates for the most part did not affect me. But this weekend, I smell everything. I think we have a gas leak that only I can smell outside my back door it’s an awful chemical smell like the smell of dope cooking on a spoon and plastic melting at the same time. Maybe we live by a meth lab I did not know about? This afternoon at work they had bbq catered for a meeting, I had to leave the building it was to smelly. And I wanted mashed potatoes.




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