Hi, I'm Wendy, and this is my little piece of reality. It is a world unto itself filled with endless possibilities & a myriad of images in full Technicolor.
Welcome to my alternate space/time continuum. Be forewarned that sometimes people's concept of time gets totally shattered when they associate with me. You might come here out of curiosity to check me out quickly and end up spending much more time than you'd anticipated.
@wendria
Sunday, July 9, 2017
it's not phantosmia
The last few times I ran my dishwasher I smelled something burning. Which is never a good sign, especially if it's imaginary. Yes, that is a migraine symptom to have olfactory hallucinations. I don't typically have that, so I investigated further.
Recently I had cleaned out my dishwasher filter and apparently not snapped it firmly back into place. That resulted in plastic parts sliding onto the heating element and melting. Nice.
I attempted to correct the alignment and tested it again. Nope.
Rather than berate myself for fucking up my dishwasher, I researched how to fix it properly. I think I did finally, but I'll test it again a few more times to make sure.
As much as I'm mad at myself for damaging part of my dishwasher, I'm ecstatic that it's not me who is (further) damaged.
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