“Hey honey, welcome ho—!...” I greeted my wife as she came through the door from work but lost my train of thought as I saw how pale and miserable she looked. “Damn, Danielle you look awful. Are you OK?” That probably wasn’t the best way to phrase it but damage done. “Ugh, no. Everything hurts. My chest burns and aches. My whole damn torso feels like it is being twisted from the inside out. I’m going to take a painkiller...