I'm sick today. I have some lung infection. To the best of my knowledge, I've never had a lung infection before. It reminds me of my dad. He had plenty of them before he died. he'd lay in hospital heaving under the oxygen mask, totally helpless, nothing he could do to get better. he'd been healthy all his life, but death of course, comes after illness. In order to die, unless one is injured in some way, then in order to die, one must get ill - one has to go through the agony of illness in order to die.
So now I'm sick and I'm frightened of the hospital and their incompetence.
But hopefully the doc will simply give me a magic pill (antibiotic) and I'll get better.