I have been feeling a little down for a while, but I ignored it. Yesterday I felt that I was in imminent danger of dying. All systems were shutting down. I was coughing and sneezing, my head was stuffed up, I could not remember how to add, subtract, multiply of divide. So either the grim reaper was coming for me or I had a galloping case of Alzheimer's. To make matters worse, I was choking on a piece of raw cauliflower. What an ignominious death that would be! To choke to death on a humble vegetable!
The doctor did not agree that i was dying. He thought I had a sinus infection, and prescribed some generic antibiotic. After one day on this medicine, I feel better, although my mathematical skills are still shaky--but that might be because I am trying to do my income tax.
What a miracle! What did doctors do for patients before antibiotics were discovered?