The next morning the redness has spread up and down my leg. I was standing at the sink shaving and passed out. I had our teenage daughter call my wife at work, who in turn called our doctor. He told her to get me to the ER immediately.
I had one of those often-deadly staph infections. I had a 104-degree fever for a week. I got septicemia, blood poisoning. I got pneumonia. They told my wife I came close to dying. (They didn't tell me.)
After a week, I was on so much antibiotics, I developed an allergic reaction and got a rash all over my body. I now am allergic to all forms of penicillin.
I was in the hospital 13 days. I lost 15 pounds in that time. (I call it the near-death diet.) When I came out, I could not walk and had zero range of motion in my right ankle. Physical therapy for several weeks thereafter fixed that.
That was my near-death experience.
On the plus side, you got rid of the pot belly.