Issue 128 anosmia

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CONDITIONS & DISORDERS

ANOSMIA: A PERSONAL ACCOUNT OF LIVING WITHOUT A SENSE OF SMELL Ruth Sullivan Foley Artist, Self-Employed

My name is Ruth and I have anosmia. It’s been 20 years since I became aware that I was losing my sense of smell, although I’m not sure when it actually started to disappear. I used to create elaborate explanations as to why I couldn’t smell things as strongly as before: hothouse flowers don't smell the same as flowers growing naturally in the garden; they must have changed the formula of Savlon cream; Christmas trees don't have that rich Christmassy scent because they are grown differently. You rationalise these things because the least likely reason for being unable to conjure up those scents anymore is that you’ve lost your sense of smell. How can that possibly be? But eventually, reluctantly, I arrived at the conclusion that I just couldn’t smell things as strongly as my friends could, and although that was sometimes a blessing (festival toilets became much more manageable!), it became increasingly obvious that something was very wrong. Fear and panic started to set in. Was I to blame for this? Had my slightly hedonistic student life contributed to it? In fact, I believe that several falls on my nose and coccyx were at least partially to blame, as well as a recurring bout of glandular fever. Of great comfort to me when I first realised what was happening, was the memory of a long conversation with a friend who was born with anosmia and who had in no way allowed it to impede her full and varied life. However, her case was very different to mine as she had never known what it was like to smell and, therefore, never knew what she was missing, while I, on the other hand, found the loss devastating. I reassured myself that I had a rich resource - a ‘memory bank’ of smells to remind me of what I was eating or

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experiencing; but it wasn't the same. It still brings tears to my eyes when I try to recall the smell of a Sunday roast or freshly mown grass. A perverse aspect of anosmia is that you can walk through your day without noticing it… until someone says glibly, “Ooo, what’s that smell?” and once again, I have to explain that I can’t actually smell anything. So, whilst this condition is part of me, I am not defined by it; however, I can’t escape it. Sometimes I dream I’ve regained my sense of smell, but usually the smells are disgusting: sewage or ammonia related. Only once, I recall, did I dream of beautiful smells. I woke up and cried. FIFTH SENSE

Last year, I read an article about Kathy Clugston (from BBC Radio Four) and her project to discover why she had no sense of smell. At the end of the piece, I saw a reference to the Fifth Sense charity and website. It was a Eureka moment. I realised that there were many more of us out there! I signed up to the newsletter and volunteered to do whatever (anything) I could to reach out to other sufferers and spread the word to the smelling world. Recently, I had the privilege of sitting in a room with over 100 Fifth Sense members, their partners and friends, to share in an amazingly moving and affirming event at the Royal Society of Medicine. To crystallize into writing all the emotions that bubbled up would take far more space than this article allows, but suffice it to say, the warmth and solidarity I felt on the day will remain with me for a long time.


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