Perhaps because I'm a person diagnosed with cancer, a metaphor emerged while we worked with the weeds. The conversation led to quick-fix cures versus true healing. I told Peter that, even if a cure for cancer were found, I felt it would only address part of the problem. Esoterically, at least, I'm less interested in receiving a quick-fix than I am in understanding and following the path that will bring me to true healing. Don't get me wrong.
Dictionaries have their definitions.
However, to me, a fix is a temporary solution to a deeper problem, as compared to healing, which implies a state of being that goes beyond fixing and into the realm of deep compassion and understanding. Things and people can break down, but the human spirit is unbreakable. Back when I was a police officer for a large southern California city, we were required on occasion to work the communications center. We could always tell when something big was happening because the multi-line phone consoles would all begin to light up at once. Perhaps a plane would go down, or we'd have a major shooting, traffic accident, or medical emergency, whatever.