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My Husband Started to Smell… What the Doctor Found Left Us Speechless

The smell from my husband had gone from weird to unbearable, sharp and sour, like something rotting. Showering didn’t help, deodorant didn’t help, and my anxiety was growing stronger with each passing day. Fearing the worst, I made an appointment with a urologist. I figured it was better to be safe than to wait for things to get out of hand. He reluctantly agreed, and a week later we were sitting in the waiting room, pretending everything was fine and silently waiting for the doctor to come out of the office…

It began so subtly I almost brushed it off. At first, I thought maybe my husband had forgotten to switch the laundry to the dryer or left his gym bag in the car too long. But then the smell followed him into every room. Sharp, sour, almost metallic—it clung to his skin, his clothes, even the sheets. Within days it wasn’t just unpleasant. It was unbearable.

I tried to be gentle about it. “Maybe it’s your deodorant,” I said one night. He shook his head, embarrassed. “I showered this morning. Twice.”

But it only got worse. It was like his body had turned into a walking odor factory, and I couldn’t shake the gnawing sense that something was seriously wrong.