Thursday, March 08, 2007

Multi-grain

I keep smelling toast, not burnt toast, necessarily, but everywhere I go, I smell toast. In every room of the house. At the zoo. In the car. I think this means I am about to have a stroke. Or kidney stones. Hernia? I just remember reading somewhere that smelling toast isn't a good sign unless you're acctually making toast or lining up outside a diner. Then I read this:

"A 71-year-old woman awoke one morning to find that she perceived all aromas, odors, and fragrances as smelling like burnt toast. Over the next three years, numerous studies and therapeutic trials failed to elicit the cause of her dysosmia or to provide relief. Finally, the demonstration of small infarcts as seen on a brain MRI suggested that an infarct near the olfactory pathway was responsible for the sudden onset and the 11 year persistence of her unique paromia."

Whew: it was just a little olfactory infarct causing dysosmia or perhaps a paromia.

I would like fries with that, yes.

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