There was this one time in residency I had a tiny older lady from a very rural town come in with a festering breast wound. One breast was normal sized and the other was 4x size of the normal one. Almost the size of a medium watermelon. Turns out it was necrotizing breast cancer and severe cellulitis. She didn’t recall much about why it took her this long to seek help. Her kids pleaded her to get it checked out but she had a deep mistrust of healthcare workers it wasn’t until the smell was unbearable for her family that they brought her in. The whole ED smelled of rotten infected flesh and no amount of winter fresh and peppermint oil was able to help the smell. That was about 10 years ago and I still remember that day and smell.