Woman Experiencing Burning Pains Turns Out To Have Medieval ‘Holy Fire’ Disease

A 24-year-old woman experienced a burning sensation in her legs that worsened over two days, spreading from her toes to her thighs.

Her feet discolored, became cold, and she struggled to walk. Doctors found no pulse in the arteries supplying her lower legs and diagnosed her with a rare condition known as “holy fire” disease, or gangrenous ergotism.

Common in the Middle Ages, holy fire was caused by ingesting rye contaminated with a fungus called Claviceps purpurea. It led to burning pain, numbness, muscle spasms, and gangrene due to restricted blood flow.

In this case, the woman had taken ergotamine for migraines—normally safe—but also took ritonavir for HIV, which blocked the enzyme CYP3A4. This caused dangerous levels of ergotamine to accumulate in her blood.

After stopping ergotamine, her condition improved within two weeks. However, doctors had to amputate one toe due to gangrene-related tissue death.

Related Posts

The millionaire’s late-night call to authorities began when a frightened child finally spoke the truth.

Julian Cross had built an empire on decisiveness. Boardrooms, negotiations, hostile takeovers—he thrived in environments where hesitation cost millions. But none of that prepared him for the…

Campbell’s Soup Gets Some Terrible News as Supply Pressures.

I always believed we were one of those families people secretly roll their eyes at—the kind that looks like it stepped out of a holiday commercial where…

If You Ever Notice Window Grills Featuring a Distinctive Curved Design at the Bottom.

Window bars with a distinctive outward curve at the bottom, often referred to as “potbellies,” are a subtle architectural feature that many people notice in passing without…

My Sister Gave Birth, and What Should Have Been a Joyful Hospital Visit Turned Into an Unforgettable Family Moment for My Husband and Me.

The moment my sister Hannah gave birth, the entire family seemed to shift into a new emotional register, one tuned to joy, exhaustion, and awe. By Tuesday…

You must pick only one house to live in for the rest of your life.

At first glance, this question feels lighthearted, almost like a personality quiz you might scroll past without much thought. A cottage, a castle, a mansion, a beach…

I married my childhood friend from the orphanage.

I’m Claire, twenty-eight years old, and I know the foster system not as a concept or a headline, but as a smell, a sound, a rhythm of…

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *