But I'll tell you that it was both incredibly disgusting and incredibly invigorating.
Everyone poops, pees, farts, sweats and gets a little gross while they're sick. And that's fine.
My weak sense of smell makes me a good person to step in when things are nasty. My sense of intrigue and curiosity make me a pleasant person, even in the midst of mess. I'm home from a day at the hospital, one "hot mess" of a patient (according to a nurse, not me!) and after a nice shower I'm feeling pretty fantastic.
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