A mere bacteria, a viral infection, a muscle strain are enough to completely disrupt the routine, to leave even the healthiest person lying in bed, groaning. For that reason alone, it is clear that we are nothing, and that gratitude must necessarily follow the good days. When struck down by some ailment, we cannot think of anything else but when recovery will come. Time stands still, the discomfort does not subside, and comfort often comes only from the thought that it could be worse. And, certainly, it could be…