Few things can give you such pleasure as a really annoying illness. It does not matter if it is life threatening or just a cold. The only point is that it shall be annoying. It shall cause you such grief that you can think of nothing else for one or a few days. Pain, fatigue or a runny nose. It is impossible to ignore.
Then you get well. And suddenly the world looks bright again.
If you never had been ill in the first place, it might never have looked bright. The end of your illness is what the world waited for to start looking bright.
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