Illness a heart softener

It is the eleventh blessed day of Ramadan and I caught a cold, because of course its me and I always catch colds. I think my body just likes catching colds, I would expect it to declare war on the infecting germs but nop it throws up a white flag and says 'take me'. But it doesn't give up that easy it decides to take the bottom-up approach instead of the top-down. I think there is some beauty in this, probably not physically but rather spiritually. Since struggle is inherent in the life of this world, and through patience we can attain closeness to Allah swt. The body's struggle against the disease has a direct implication on the spiritual heart