What are you squeamish about?

Talk doesn't squick me out, I grew up listening to my father (a doctor) telling my mother ( a SAHM who had a nursing degree) about the liver biopsy he'd performed that day, at the dinner table, while eating spaghetti.  I got over talk early on.

The smell of fish/seafood really makes me nauseous.  I have to be really desperate for some obscure ingredient to enter the 99 Ranch market (Asian market), because of the smell.  They have large tanks of stinky fish, and the smell permeates the entire store.  I mouth breathe the entire time I'm there.

The only other thing I'm sensitive to is vomit.  My daughter recently had a bunch of friends over, they all hung out in the backyard where it was hot, there were chips and dips, lots of other junk.  

2AM, she threw up.  In the hallway, trying to make it to the bathroom.

I cleaned up as well as I could in the middle of the night, planning to tackle it with my little carpet cleaner in the morning.  The smell wafted everywhere.  I couldn't sleep, I was so nauseous.  And she slept late, and I didn't want to wake her.

But by one PM, when the whole house smelled like the worst puke ever, and the outside temp topped 100 degrees, I got out the noisy machine and scrubbed that carpet within an inch of its fibers.

But I still felt nauseous for about 5 days after.  The smell was locked in my head.  I just had to walk by her room, and I'd get nauseated.  It's on and off now.  I swear, even though I spent a half hour with the carpet cleaner, and a few minutes with windex cleaning the door she tagged, sometimes I can still smell a hint, and then I get nauseated all over again.