The Foul Body Odor That Almost Killed Me

Imagine
 As you read this book, I ask you to imagine a foul odor coming from your body, an odor that smells like urine, fish, garbage, bleach, feces, or a skunk. Soap and water cannot eliminate your body odor, and you live and work with it emanating from every pore. Now imagine going from doctor to doctor only to be told the smell doesn’t exist. Imagine being clinically diagnosed as delusional while the people around you whisper, stare, or recoil. Imagine cycling through twenty or thirty jobs in just seven years because coworkers make cutting remarks you can’t escape—remarks about an odor you can’t control, yet medical professionals continue to insist it's “all in your head.”  If you can imagine this, you have stepped into my HELL!