In the key of (vitamin) C

Imagine me, sitting in choir practice, saying hello to the nice lady who comes to sit next to me.

Choir director: "Mr. X won't be joining us again tonight. He's still very sick."
Nice lady next to me: "It's going around. I came down with it yesterday." Pause. "I guess I'll try not to breathe on anyone."

I'm sorry, but it is choir. You know, singing? Breathing's kind of important.

Now imagine me, taking ridiculous doses of vitamin C, echinecea, and zinc due to the kind of not-so-nice lady. If you get sick from church choir, does God make it any less miserable?