Our COVID Test Results, Home, Happy Cats, Joyful Reunions, and An Honest Question

“In every crisis, doubt or confusion, take the higher path - the path of compassion, courage, understanding, and love.”

— Amit Ray

We arrived back in Indianapolis at about 3:00; we had an appointment at my friend’s clinic to get our antibody tests.  I had met my new friend virtually when COVID started, now I get to shake his hand.  

He took us into his blood draw room, comfy chairs, and he explained the process, we caught up about life in Indianapolis, his experience. We shared our road trip stories, and then a beautiful young lady with about 1% of body fat joined us. She pricked our fingers, took a little bit of blood, and in about 10 minutes, shared our results.

My idea was we were both exposed to COVID, we were flying weekly in Jan, Feb, and March, visiting Mexico and Aruba, and back and forth between Indy and Denver, how could we not get exposed?  The test proved my hypothesis; according to doc, there are short term and long term antibodies. We had healthy short term and the start of the long term, our bodies had the disease, we never showed symptoms, but we are now free to roam and not be concerned with contracting the dreaded virus. We will be careful around family and friends wearing our masks, social distancing, etc.  

If you would like to get tested, send me a message, and I can connect you with my provider.  I got a message from a good friend; he said, “I think I had it in March.” My advice to him was get tested.” I think the more we know, the better our lives can become, so test away friends, mothers, lovers, brothers, and others.  Our reason for testing was our connecting with family and friends; we wanted to make sure our lifestyle of live music, daily hikes, and living a semi-normal life did not infect others, the riddle has been solved, we are protected. In a couple of weeks, we can begin giving blood to share our antibodies, we’ve never given blood, but we might start sharing our good juice.

It’s good to be home.  Imagine leaving your house one day, thinking you would return in a week only to return four months later. Our cats were in shock; I’m sure they assumed we were dead. We had a sweet reunion yesterday; we will be taking them back to CO with us, they have no idea the road trip is coming. It will be an experience.

I missed our Indianapolis bed; it is the most comfortable of the beds we own, we now question what we are going to do with our Indy home. We might be contracting with a local corporation to use it for their executives when traveling through town; we will only need this space a few weeks a year. It’s funny how life evolves before, during, and after a pandemic.

A special thank you to our teammate Peggy who took care of our cats when we were away and also pulled the weeds from our flower beds; it’s nice to come home to a beautiful courtyard.

So masks are mandated effective today in Indiana. I see the outrage online, how dare he do this to our freedom-seeking citizens. I don’t care; I’ll wear a mask, well a Thompson Group Buff. It’s an advertising opportunity, if you own a company, visit PRIMAL and get your logo out there, share your “masks” and let others hype your firm, it’s a hidden opportunity. Our buffs, I mean masks, have our Tie Dye Bus glistening on the lower part of the face. 

When in Confier, people notice and ask if we are the “people with the bus?” We smile under our masks, yes, that is us, I had a lady say she had a dream of one day owning that bus, I stated, I’ll die owning that bus, but we will give you a ride!

We ate at the Cheesecake factory yesterday, I know a damn chain, but it’s one of our spots, it was close to our doc’s office, we stopped in for some potstickers and lettuce wraps, we had some white wine, it was a reminder of our old life. We got a great night of sleep, I’m still on mountain time, so I did sleep in, but I’ve got a bevy of appointments today, catching up with some clients and friends.

As we drove home through downtown, we noticed some of our spots had closed or maybe moved. This pandemic and subsequent civil unrest was a reckoning for many businesses if they had not planned for a shit show, they didn’t make it. We didn’t have a pandemic on our bingo card or strategic plan, we have been diligent in putting away money for a rainy day, it’s raining, we are using our slush fund and making sure we will weather the storm.   

My heart is filled with joy. I get to see my parents; I get to see my kids, my new grandbaby, and I get to walk my baby girl down the aisle to start her new life with her prince. I get to hang out at our home and visit my old stomping grounds, connecting with old friends and maybe a foe or two. I am blessed, I am lucky, I am fortunate to be living my best life. I encourage you to do the same.

That’s enough soup for today, not much here, just a reflection on where we are, where we will go, and our thoughts about life at this moment. It’s a unique and exciting time to be alive; we will never forget these days, the pandemic days. I did hear the death rate for COVID is about 3 per thousand, while the flu is about 1 per thousand. I guess the question I have is, should we be shutting down our economy for those two extra folks? I would also add I’m suspect to the actual numbers, many people that die, they tag “COVID” for the bounty, history will tell the tale, I could be way off base, we shall see.  Cheers, I’ll see you tomorrow. It’s Friday, you know, bang on those drums, but wait until tomorrow!

“In every crisis, doubt or confusion, take the higher path - the path of compassion, courage, understanding, and love.”

— Amit Ray