I took Joan to the doctor early the other morning – annual check up.
With the new normal firmly in place I was not allowed to sit in the waiting room with her so I sat in the parking lot for a few minutes, proceeded to get restless and started driving around.
Thank goodness for smart phones! Sent her a quick text – “Lemme know when you’re done. I’m driving around.”
I was sitting at a stop light when I saw a woman sitting on the steps of a boarded up building. Here’s the short version: She didn’t appear to be feeling well because every few seconds she’d lean over and wretch for a few seconds.
Not a pretty picture. I’m sorry if it’s TMI but I am gonna make a point here.
Pre-Corona-19 John would have pulled around the corner and tried to give her some assistance. Maybe called 911, maybe gave her a ride home. It’s hard to say WHY she was ill but Corona-19 John wasn’t about to take any chances. I made sure my face mask was on tight and my sanitizer was in the cup holder and as quickly as the light changed green I got the Eff out of there. I may have even been sweating.
And I felt bad. Really bad.
The Virus as we’ve come to call it won’t be here forever but I wonder, if slowly over time, our compassion and kindness will slowly disapate and be replaced by self survuval, no questions asked.
I hope not. I feel bad enough as it is.