I Stink

I stink, no I really do stink! I have been doing some raw garlic treatments on myself for the last 3 days, and all Nate can say is Whew!!!. Well truthfully he said a whole lot more especially when we are in bed. Let's see the first night it was "do you have terrible gas" as he fluffed the covers and gave me his cold shoulder. I didn't even acknowledge that one. The next night it was "you smell like a rotting compost pile", I just downplayed that one. And finally last night "you smell like one big burp of polish sausages", "you'd better see a doctor" to which I finally told him that I had seen a doctor and nothing had worked so I'm trying my own home remedies like garlic, grapefruit seed extract, vinegar, and peroxide. He said "you are really starting to get weird", I can't believe he just now noticed. Well if you don't hear from me for awhile it's probably because I killed myself. I've had some unfortunate events happening recently. This afternoon while talking on the phone with one ear and cleaning out the other ear with a Q-Tip, the whole Q-tip head came off inside my ear pretty deep. The person on the line said she'd come over and help me tweezer it out, but after I calmed down I was able to put tweezers in my own ear and pull out the offending ball of fuzz. You see what I mean, it's been a strange week.