It was some 45 years ago when I really did have pneumonia. I was in the hospital with a ridiculously high fever, say 105 degrees Fahrenheit. I was busy dreaming about this apple tree just out my window that I had engineered to drip fresh juice directly into my mouth. Every time this male nurse was on duty, he would antagonize me by waking me up every hour and making me drink a full glass of water. He was relentless. But every time he was on duty, my temperature went down a few degrees. Every time he was not on duty, my temperature went back up. Finally, he pulled a double shift and broke my fever so I could get out of the hospital. I never got to thank him, so I always send him blessings wherever he may be. My posting yesterday reminded me to honor him with this posting. But also, to extend the blessings to all those who truly care about helping other people, just for the sheer pleasure of doing so.