I expected WTF moments because, well, it's a Dr House thread (with respect - high five!) but hang on a sec there. What's this?
As you asked.
Around 2014-2015 I started to suffer from asthma. It just came from nowhere and led to me getting into stronger and stronger inhalers. With it came lots of chest infections, several a year usually needing antibiotics to clear them. I also had nasal polyps and was under private consultants for both. We tried all sorts of things but nothing was really helping me.
End of 2017 I got another, same process of GP, antibiotics to resolve. Move into January 2018, feeling actually chipper but mid way into the month it came again, but this time with massive body aches and generally feeling really crappy. First shoulders and arms, then to my legs and finally the entire body. About night 7 I started to cough up blood.
I saw the GP (who know me well) and initial conclusion was at first "you might have a bad case of the flu this time, let's follow the process". Three visits over 2 weeks to my GP after no sleep for 10 nights (I mean none, hallucinating the whole 9 yards) it got to the third visit on a Friday to see the GP's face drop off a cliff. "Hospital now, I am calling the AE, they will be expecting you".
Long story short rushed in, medics initial response was "bilateral pneumonia....but something else is going on, your bloods are crazy, there is massive issues here, you are going nowhere". Well that in itself is not great. So I am pumped full of everything ever invented (nurses in a queue it felt like) and I managed to get some sleep on the Friday. Wake up Saturday morning, consultant visits.....what's that on your foot?
Basically I had a large purple mark on my foot where the blood cells were killing it. "Hmmmmm, that looks vascular"
Cutting to the chase I was diagnosed with a very rare from of Vascular disease, Churg Strauss Syndrome. I googled it and concluded from Google "settle your matters you gone die". Well I am still here but 10 nights in AE, day 4-5 with Australian Flu FOC from Burton Hospital that nearly took me and did take Gary, the lad in the bed next to me (in the most horrible manner too).
I am lucky, mine seems to have not impacted me at all outside of this. No liver, kidney, heart, lung or brain damage, which is uncommon as most of the time it shows itself when it's destroyed all that. Thinking is it was triggered by a drug I was on so we got in early. I am also lucky to unto the team in Birmingham who specialise in this and hopefully are about to put me onto a new generation of control, meaning I can finally come off steroids of which I am on 7mgs a day, with all the lovely side effects they bring.
Worst time of my life, but stronger for it.