I’m under the weather this week, with 5 out of 7 symptoms of the swine flu.  Today I’m better, but I got to thinking about my near death experience almost 5 years ago now.  I felt crappy for 3 or 4 days, went to the doctor, didn’t get better, then met my doctor at the hospital because I had to parts of my body that were swelling up.  After the first 5 seconds of him looking at me, I knew I was in trouble.  I immediately went to the er, got checked in, started going septic, and was just hours from death.  That’s the short story.  Anyway, yesterday I wondered what it was like to have the swine flu, and end up seriously ill.  I remember I’ve been there, and because of some kind hand from God, I didn’t move on to the afterlife.  I am still here, with a wife of 20 years, three perfect children, an encouraging family and a whole lot of friends.  I may be sick, but I’m not dying, and that’s good enough for me.