Irony and beauty resides behind the endless days of sickness. Once the fever clears and your immune system begins kicking the snot (pun intended) out of the flu virus, you begin to see beauty in little things normally overlooked. Even fresh air smells sweeter. This could be due to freezing cold air invading previously blocked nasal passages, but I digress. Point is, although sometimes when we are sick it feels as is death is knocking, once recovered true appreciation returns and all is healthier than before. I'm still as weak as a lady many years my senior and feel very short-of-breath, but thankfully I'm slowly getting back to my work. I am very thankful my Husband (Brandon Flowers) chose to be stubborn and override my attempts at faked health to stay home and ensure my survival.