Never horked on scene, but i am terribly allergic to cats,,made a run where a lady had 68 cats,,,walked in and immediately began to wheeze up,,,told my partner to get the pt outside and i'd deal with her there,,,i can handle a few cats but 68 was an excessive exposure.
Closest i came to tossing cookies,,,several years ago i worked for a private service that had the county coroners contract,,,baggin and taggin. The bodies never bothered me. I had learned little breathing tricks that kept u from smelling the stench of a real rotter.
On one occasion tho, we went into a low rent apartment,,guy had been dead about 2 weeks and was lying on the couch,,,,we lie the bag on the floor next to him, unzip it and went to pick the guy up. He had molded to the cushions of the couch,,,we had to rock him back and forth several times to "break" him free. When he finally gave way, there was a bottle of Mad Dog 20/20 underneath him. I began laughing soo hard that i was breathing in that foul air and tasting that nastiness. I ran over to the window,,,still laughing and gagging at the same time with my head out the window. My partner walked over to me and asked what I was laughing at,,,,I pointed at the bottle of MD 20/20 and said "i knew that crap would kill somebody one day"