Or sniff tooth paste with menthol taste. I swore by that when I had recurrent gastritis. Less effective against pregnancy sickness, but it did help. My mom says green apples freshly out of the fridge help too for some reason. Apparently that’s from Ukrainian folk medicine, something a travnica, an (often elderly) woman who knows about traditional herbal medicine, would recommend.

Never tried the latter though, I forgot about it. Nor did she remind me. But then I doubt a mere apple in the morning would’ve done anything. I was nauseous 24/7, not just in the morning.

And whether I knew pregnant women often have heightened senses, OP? Well… yeaaaah I’d say I do: I already have a congenitally quite heightened sense of smell (and other senses) in general. Like milk smelling sour for me, days before other people agree it’s spoiled, smelling mold instantly when opening the fridge before I even have an idea what may be moldy (and then after a thorough search it’s a tiny speck on some random raspberry or something like that), smelling even tiny bits of mold mycel in bread that are only visible under the microscope (yes, I’ve broken the bread to crumbs and inspected it meticulously on occasion, you couldn’t see any mold with the unarmed eye, but the distinct smell was definitely there). Now picture that, but increased by order of magnitude!

While I was pregnant I felt like I became dogwoman suddenly! Some bread — cheap industrial bread that even for me had a rather faint smell previously, and was mold-free, mind you — I could smell 15ft away in its original package with an intensity as if it was stuffed right into my nose. My BF had to buy half a dozen different liquid soaps because the horrid chemical smells kept nauseating me. Toilet visits were literal olfactory torture (pregnancy is when you realise you can actually torture people with nasty smells)… And don’t even get me started on the smell of vomit. Imagine cycle-vomiting because the smell of your own vomit makes you throw up again and again and again in a loop, even though you’d barely been eating due to the constant sickness and think your stomach should be thoroughly empty by now… so you can dry heave for another hour, yaaaay!

Nevermind an extreme unprecedented sensitivity to the smell of mold (as I said, I used to be sensitive to it, probably due to asthma and allergy, but not that sensitive) which I always hated and made me even more sick than those darn soaps (that smelled like an entire cheap toilet spray ingredient factory) and almost as bad as the loop-puking. Such a rancid fart would’ve definitely made me projectile vomit as well. In a split-second, so probably all over you, OP, rather than the wall, unless you’re a fast jumper.