John is a friend who visits often. He is well aware of my chemical issues, as I have kicked him out of the house before, or ran for it myself. He's tried, over the years we've known him, to winnow out stinky things and keep things unchanged so I won't react to him.

But about two weeks ago, I could smell him when he came in, and I started coughing immediately. I went out and opened all the windows, and informed him, "You're stinky today." I did not bother with tact, between hacking coughs. Jazz wanted to know if it was okay. I had to tell them that John had to leave. I was getting faint, dizzy, and coughing terribly. The taste of the smell would not fade. He swore he hadn't changed anything. I rebuted- my reaction claims otherwise. It is possible that one of the products he uses normally changed the formula to something far worse for me. And he really ought to check. But as long as he was smelling like that, I would not survive his visits, and he was banished. Jazz went with him- he had come over to socialize, and there was no reason socialization could not continue.

But if it was true that nothing he wore changed formulas, then I was a shitload worse in my sensitivities. I got very paranoid about going anywhere or doing anything outside of the house.

Fortunately, he admitted later he had changed his laundry detergent.  ¶ 12:21 PM