Were you ever that one in a million? If so, what's your story? I am a 19-year-old male.

In August of last year, I was driving with my sister when suddenly her face turned cold.

Gavin, your eyes are yellow, I remember her saying. I quickly pulled down the passenger's mirror,

and to my horror, two yellow eyes radiated back at me. Fast forward, I spent a month being sick. The initial diagnosis

was hepatitis A. Went back to the doctor. Nothing was better. Things were worse, in fact.

Was sent to the ER, then to the liver transplant unit at UCSF. By this point, my eyes had turned muddy

orange, and my pee was the color of a mahogany tree. Anyways, the team of liver doctors at UCSF managed

to save my liver, I was diagnosed with autoimmune hepatitis. Oh, and my eyes were white again.

Not me, my wife. We lived in Jacksonville, Florida. She rarely gets sick but has mild insomnia.

Around Wednesday, she had a low fever and complained of aches and sweats at night and trouble

sleeping.

That weekend, she wanted to see the doctor.

I told her she probably had the flu, just wasn't used to the aches, and she always

has trouble sleeping.

But if she was still feeling bad Sunday, we'd go to a clinic.

Saturday night she couldn't sleep, so he made an appointment for Sunday afternoon. But on our way there, sure enough, she's feeling better.

Doctor checks her out.

She's feeling fine now, no fever.

He says she probably had meningitis, but is recovering.

I'm due to go on a business trip to California the next day, Monday, and ask him if he thinks

it's fine to go.

He says, yeah, no problem.

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