The Drawing of the Three (The Dark Tower, #2)

by Stephen King

realized with amazement and confused thankfulness that he felt better. The drink? Was that it? The sugar in the drink? That might be part of it—but a small part. Sugar could revive one’s strength for awhile when it was flagging; this was something he had known since he was a child. But sugar could not dull pain or damp the fever-fire in your body when some infection had turned it into a furnace. All the same, that was exactly what had happened to him . . . was still happening.

Roland you're so real for this, I too can be brought back from the brink of death by an ice cold sodie