DF, around 10 or 11 years ago developed a cyst in his groin area at became very infected, and full of gangrene. It did not open on it's own, and the surgeon told me that DF was with in a few hours of dying, it was that bad. He was in the hospital for at least a week, if I remember correctly, put on some seriously strong IV antibiotics, to clear up the infection. He also had an incision hat was about 8" long, started right by his sac and went to his anus. It was ugly, angry and left opened to heal on it's own, but was packed every day. I teased him about his new vagina and now he knows what it's like to have a period. His dr at the time said it was something very common in diabetics, and 2 keep an eye out, it can happen again.
It had infected and opened up and drained on it's own. It's really kind of nasty, but I take it in stride, and it's never been as bad as it was the first time. Tuesday he stayed home from work because he wasn't feeling well. Tells me not to panic but because of how he felt, thought the cyst might be back. He took a hot bath and had me check to see if I could see or feel anything, afterwards. There was a small lump, but at the time it wasn't leaking. Around 8 that night, it opened, he wanted me to see if I could get anything out. (YEEEEHAWW!!!) So he lays down, I go wash my hands, and got a couple of wash cloths. I'm fighting my own open wounds, I really did not want to be infected again. I start lightly squeezing, only way to squeeze in this area. Black nasty stuff was squirting out, and I quickly realized 2 wash clothes were not going to be enough.
Grabbed a handful of wash clothes, got them wet and skipped (not really) back to the bedroom. I opened the wash cloth and held it in my cupped hand while I squeezed this thing again. A golf ball sized wad of black smelly nastiness shot out of the cyst into my hand. Oh dear lord, the smell. I was standing back because I didn't want to be squirted in the face. A couple more squeezes and it was all out, but no more shooting out like it did.
He told me it's draining, but mostly blood and clear fluid. I told him I'd look at it after our granddaughter left, but he said not to worry about it.