I smell like the hospital. I think it’s probably the yellow antiseptic that is all over my mother’s legs but it’s still the hospital. I know I should prefer it over the dust and dog hair that I usually smell like, yet, I associate the smell with pain and really want to scrub it off. Maybe I’ll rub it off on Doug. Right after I clean up the toys, get the backpacks and clothes ready for morning, do some laundry and just a few other things.