I'm finding as I go through more of these health protocols that I'm tolerating them worse. Heaven forbid someone come in doused in perfume (light scenting is fine), or that "new car smell" that everyone else loves, or the new carpet formaldehyde smell, or diesel truck exhaust, or glues and paints, or especially household cleaners. And my husband gets more amazed every day when I announce that I can smell mold or some other odd scent somewhere or taste something in the food that he can't sense.