So.... I did go to the emergency room. I told them exactly what I did and why, I never lied once. After 3 hours I got an IV and an ultrasound. The ultrasound tech was the same as when I did a bad alcohol injection a while back. We talked and she was nice, we even had a few laughs. Then another 3 hours went by, I heard that they couldn't reach the on-call urologist.
At this point, we've established that I have an infection accompanied by a fever. The Dr. came in and told me that its bad but not an emergency and referred me to a wound clinic and the same urologist that wouldn't get out of bed. I told him that this is wrong and I could be severely injured due to the tendency of cacl to cause necrosis. I told him that I'd not stop trying until this happened. He said that I should see a therapist in Seattle (2 hours away). He prescribed me a run of antibiotics and sent me on my way.
Now to back up a little, I need to mention the nurses. The one that checked me in, was so nice to me and made me feel safe. She was so understanding. My main nurse, though she seemed rushed, never treated me anything but nice. She explained things and made me comfortable. After I had dressed the nurse that checked me in came to give me my paperwork but when she shut the door for privacy, she looked at me with so much sympathy because she knew this was the worst outcome for me. I couldn't help but start crying because I felt completely shattered and (unexpectedly to be honest) she understood what I was going through and she teared up a little.
I could barely hold it together on my way out the door but once I was outside, I let loose. I cried for a good ten minutes before I left. I got home and indulged in a reckless amount of weed and wild turkey.
Fast forward to today, I came up to the mountains in my trailer. It's gloriously quiet. So many places to offroad and dirtbike and hike. I love the peace and quiet and quiet, I really really needed this. The downside is that most of my scrotum is firm and feels like it's on fire more often than not. Also, it is legitimately the size of a softball and it's hard to walk. I'm going to enjoy the rest of my vacation for the next two days and take it easy while I get done with the antibiotics.
I know I've done some things wrong but I'm just trying to feel ok with myself and I dont know what to do anymore.