The Season of JoyFollow

After some mental waffling I've decided to share the central source of joy in my life with the forum.

This requires a bit of background, so here goes. I spent pretty much all of November on the road for my company setting up and performing test counts on inventory in our warehouses in several different cities. This involved, of course, a good bit of sleeping over in hotels and discovering new eateries.

So, when I noticed a new and wonderful tender spot in my nether regions, I was less than enthused. Especially since there was an accompanying odor. I spent half of every day carefully turning around and sniffing the locale where I was working. Fortunately for my somewhat fragile dignity, the odor only seemed to pervade an area when I removed my under clothing and performed any sort of bending action about the waist.

I prefer not to frequent medical practicioners of unknown repute. So I managed to stave off a visit until last week when I returned home. I finally got in to see my Doctor this morning. After a not entirely pleasant episode, which I choose not to recall entirely, it was divulged that the source of the discomfort and odor was an abscess in the upper portion of the anatomy commonly referred to as the crack. It was thoroughly (I promise) swabbed out, but not packed. I have to find a good mirror setup or a really good friend and repeat the treatment or go back to the doctor's office to have it done.

Further details revealed to me indicate that this abscess was most likely the result of an ingrown hair. And that it will likely recur. So, the doctor wants to remodel my ***. The proposed plan is to split the flesh back there and stitch it to either buttock. Now, this just doesn't sound too much like the holiday fun I usually enjoy.

Anyone ever hear of this sort of affliction before? The treatment plan sounds a bit radical to me. I'm not agreeing to anything before I research it, but since so many here are founts of knowledge....

And here I was just complaining about a bad tooth.

There but for the grace of God...

Ouch, sorry to hear about that. An ex of mine recently had to go through a something similar.

Did he call it a Pilonydal Cyst by chance? If so, I pity you. It's not fun.

Ow. Just.....ow!

Looks like that's what is ailing spawned, too

whatever you do, do not read any of the stories on EHOWA (NSFW). Or go ahead, since three of four of them sound like what you have.
feel better, TStephens.

Fortunately for me, my mother and brother both ARE medical professionals. They've both echoed the same sentiment as Deathwysh in the past couple of hours. So a doctor-shopping I will go.

Even though the kid brother is only in his internship, he's writing a chapter for some textbook, so I guess he's considered good. He says my doctor is a quack. My mother, whom I have greater faith in just because she took care of me for all those years, also thinks it's a radical solution, though she did admit she's seen it done once or twice in recurring cases.

Hmmph, at least it does grant new insight to the phrase 'got a wild hair up my ***.'

I'm not all hairy. Just my ***. And my legs. And my chest. And my back. Ok, I take that back. I am all hairy.

Except that my forehead has become a fivehead over the past few years.

Follow your brother's advice. I rarely see these in the OR until several other methods have been tried to remedy the situation. It is unusual to try surgery first, plus an ingrown hair can easily be resected along with the cyst wall sac.

Also change to an anti-microbial soap to use in the shower.

Totem.

Once again you are right on the money! I had my surgery done last year and no reoccurance so far :)

It was a royal pain in the ***..literally. I think the worst part was pulling the 6 feet of gauze packed in there two days after the surgery....*shudder*

Hope you get healed up quick TStephens :)