article_snippet.sent: A father-of-two who brushed his ankle against a bin bag, scraping the skin, developed a flesh-eating bug and nearly lost his .
article_snippet.sent: my ankle and left a little teensie bit of juice on my sock. '
article_snippet.sent: his rushed to New York Methodist Hospital and collapsed at the intake desk.
article_snippet.sent: I was in deep, deep trouble.
article_snippet.sent: As a result his leg was saved . '
article_snippet.sent: Surgeons didn't tell me how bad it was but apparently told my mum, who flew in and stayed at my bedside, to get my paperwork in order as Surgeons might not save me.'
article_snippet.sent: I looked down at my massive, swollen, disgusting leg with flesh literally falling away, hair a mess, soaked in sweat –
article_snippet.sent: not the person you want to be wheeled into a regular hospital room. '
article_snippet.sent: My sister stayed in my room day and night and, while wearing gloves, peeled away layer after layer of dead, disgusting tissue.'