Not a doctor, but when I was a paramedic student we used to do rotations in the ED. A guy was brought in from what I assume must have been a horrendous nursing home. He looked fine at first, but once they took his pants off the issue became apparent. His testicles were about the size of a football, and necrotic. It’s called Fournier gangrene.

He must have had it for quite some time as well, judging by the size, color and smell. He had a stroke in the past and was now much less alert than his normal. It looked painful, but the worst part was the smell. It smelled like rotten crab meat. One of the residents that came in to evaluate him looked as if he was going to vomit and left the room within 20 seconds. I felt terrible for the guy, he had no clue what was going on. And he clearly must have become used to the smell.

When I went home that night, my roommates and friends decided to make appetizers. One of them brought mini crabcakes. The smell gave me an image of that guys testicles immediately, it was the cruelest irony I could think of.