You are crushed by 100,000,000 legal and rightful pennies, that only cause death after they are granted.
I wish that this wish would turn out well for me.
I wish that this wish would turn out well for me.
Granted. Unfortunately, getting a limb chopped off in a freak vending machine accident isn't an illness, so that still happens the next time you go to the store.
I wish for a non-poisonous, perfectly baked, chocolate chip cookie. Or a baked potato that is also non-poisonous and perfectly baked.