I have a rather strange, somewhat scary, maybe not so inspirational, but in the end happy story about my fight with that scoundrel GBS.
I was that guy that never missed work and took every overtime shift offered to help make ends meet to help my family of three. I am a single Dad, parent to 2 daughters, whom at the time of my onset to the affliction were both just starting High School (9th, 10th grades).
In the beginning I noticed back pain that was mild at first then so excruciating I had to wear a brace and take prescribed muscle relaxer meds. Then one day while hanging action figures on the wall (toy collector) I fainted or passed out and fell slicing the back of my head open. I woke up dizzy and bewildered and scared but did not seek medical attention. The next black out was in the shower, I woke up on the floor, cold water raining down on me (all the hot water used up). Then once again at work I passed out and fainted there and after that I drove myself to Urgent Care. (My Supervisor got into a bit of trouble for allowing me to drive myself after that incident lol). The Dr's Nurses couldn't find anything wrong with me at the time. My medical history was basically just Asthma at the time. I was given IV saline and a breathing treatment of albuterol.
Over the next several weeks I experienced flu like symptoms in addition to more spontaneous black out fainting spells. Slight fevers, chills, breathing issues, again the back pain, and I visited my Primary Dr. several times and was given Prednisone, Albuterol, a portable Nebulizer and I don't recall the name of the pill but a muscle relaxer. Nothing seemed to help the condition only got worse.
On Memorial Day weekend of 2010 I became very ill. High fever, chills with sweats, harsh coughing producing phlegm and a new symptom. When I tried to stand up my knees buckled before me and I could no longer stand. I panicked and called my Mom at 0130am on Memorial Day and she drove me to the ER.
It was a sardine sandwich of ills and ailments squeezed into the ER. I was helped into a chair and waited a long time until...
I passed out again, fell to the floor and was rushed in immediately. When i woke up I was sitting in bed, it was near 12 hours later, my Mom and both daughters were there. My daughter asked if I was hungry I said yes but could barely move my arms they felt very heavy and a strange sensation was creeping up my feet and I couldn't move my legs. My daughter fed me pudding then a drink and I recall a Dr walking by asking why I was being lazy and not feeding myself. My Mom flipped out and screamed he can't move. Moments later the paralysis went up my diaphragm and I remember blacking out again and later learned I stopped breathing.
Because I was in the ER efforts were made to resuscitate me. At the time GBS was not diagnosed and would not be for several weeks of tests. I was trached and kept alive with an assortment of machines for the next 6 weeks.
(To be continued. Not sure if there is a character cut off so I'll reply and continue.)