Have you had a "House moment" lately?

Yesterday morning, my dog got into a little scuffle with my girlfriend’s dog. They usually get along great, but they were a bit more aggressive this time. Toby (my dog) was clearly rattled, he even did a little submissive urination, which is uncharacteristic for him. He stayed right next to me while I was getting ready until I left for work, that’s normal, but he was still acting a little sheepish.

It wasn’t until several hours later at work did I notice a little splotch of blood on my shirt. “Huh, that’s weird - I’m not bleeding…” I then decided I was going to go home for lunch, just to check on Toby. Sure enough - he had a puncture on his ear. I cleaned it up, and decided to not take any chances and take him in to the vet. (Nothing major - they scrubbed it really clean, and gave me some antibiotics to fend off infection.)

My coworkers are flabbergasted that I figured this all out from a tiny drop of blood, to the point that I had to actually show them my vet visit receipt to prove it.

Anyone else had a recent “there’s no earthly reason you should have come to the correct conclusion with so little evidence” moment?

(Toby’s fine. He’s pretty oblivious to pain. He is, however, incredibly annoyed by gelcaps, and has developed a healthy suspicion of balls of peanut butter.)

Yeah, but how many wrong answers did you come up with until you got the right one? Because House never gets it right the first time. (Of course if he did it would be a very short and boring episode.)

And at what point during the conversation with your good friend (with whom some people assume you are Gay) did you look meaningfully into the distance and then walk out of the room?

A puncture in the ear? How can you be sure it wasn’t lupus, or sarcoidosis?

Oh wait … it’s never lupus.

Sorry. Carry on.

Two summers ago, my daughter (then 3) complained of belly aches. Nothing unusual for a little kid - they tend to somatize every stress into the belly. Then she started vomiting every morning between 1 and 2 am. Remarkably consistent, but the rest of the day she was fine, running around, happy, eating fine, etc.

After 6 weeks of this (and several phone consults with her doctor) I finally took her in, and she was diagnosed with “a tummy bug”. I was told to put her on the BRAT diet - bananas, rice, applesauce and toast - and let the “tummy bug” work its course. Also allowed, since she wouldn’t eat rice, were plain crackers, white noodles, etc. When I started this, she went from vomiting once a day to vomiting hourly.

My “House” moment…“I wonder if it’s a gluten intolerance?” I didn’t know a thing about it, other than the name. An hour of internet research later, and I stopped giving her all that wheat. 12 hours later, she was fine. FINE.

I planned a two week trial gluten free period, then a test (give her a bowl of cream of wheat and see what happens). As it turned out, a week and a half after being FINE, we went to a party, and the kid of the house gave her 3 Wheat Thin crackers.

That night, she threw up again.

In two months gluten free, she gained 2 inches of height and several pounds of weight. I considered that definitive enough for me, and have kept her off gluten since. In the last two years, she’s gone from not even on the 3rd percentile for height or weight to the 30th in both. She went from more than 12 respiratory infections, all of which developed into bronchiolitis requiring albuterol nebulizer treatments to two normal colds a season.

We’ve never had a test for celiac’s disease done, because that requires putting her back on gluten, and it’s not terribly accurate anyway. I’ve read that some 80% of people who feel better on a gluten free diet don’t test positive for celiac’s. Frankly, I don’t care about a diagnosis, I care that she’s growing better and doesn’t get sick as often. And a gluten free diet these days isn’t nearly the hardship I imagine it was just 10 years ago. So we bring gluten free pizza and cupcakes to a birthday party. So I make an extra pot of gluten free pasta when we have pasta for dinner. These things are far less inconvenient to me than getting up every morning at 1:30 to clean up her vomit!

Yes, and I even started a thread about it!

I coulda sworn I had a sense of deja vu creating this… :slight_smile: