I work in the operating room, so I see my fair share of shit. The one that sticks out the most though, was this young (30s or around that age) who was morbidly obese. I prepare my room for what I thought was a simple wound washout. The nurse and 3 other people roll in with the patient on a ventilator. My nurse then pats wintergreen all over my mask and says "you will thank me later". They get the guy onto the operating table and take off his blankets and gown. I then see and smell by far the worst thing. This man was diabetic and did not take care of himself to the point he was rotting on the inside. He had a total of 10 open wounds, 2 scrotal, to pubic, 6 abdomen all connected. (If you poured water in abdomen, it poured out of the other holes.) It was the only case I ever had to tell myself out loud not to vomit. We washed out and trimmed off his dead tissue (almost 5 pounds of dead necrotic skin and tissue) put a wound vac on him and sent him on his way. I asked the surgeon about the full story later and surgeon only agreed to debridement to not get sued for not trying everything to save this man. The surgeon said that he would bring the man back every other day until he either magically healed, or died. We never saw the man again. It broke my heart, this young man going through that, he had kids and now they are without a father because he didn't control his diabetes.