My Grandma had it as a 5 year old just after WW1.
Both her parents died of ‘flu, the person who was to adopt her brother and her refused to take her because she was ill but went off with her brother. She never saw him again, spent a further year in hospital and then grew up in a children’s home until she went into service at 14.
Whenever I think my life’s a bit tough I think about what she went through and try and Grandma The **** Up.
I can’t help you really OP but it’s mostly treatable these days – just complete the bloody course of drugs so we don;t end up with more resistant TB strains.