He threw up on the bus ride home from work. When he got home his wife said he didn't look so well and that he should go
lay down. He fell asleep in a feverish sweat. When he woke up he arose from his bed wet and cold, but feeling better. The next
day it happened again, and again on the next day. Over and over it happened, never stopping. The cycle continued, he went to
doctor after doctor. They all said the same thing.
"You are sick with a cold you need to rest."
He died a month after he first started feeling ill. A week later the doctors found out that he had a rare disease that
was unknown at that time, they named the disease after him.
