I woke up that morning after a restless night’s sleep.
I was excited to get to the clinic so I could start my Psilocybin journey.
The wait was over.
The day had finally arrived.
I was hours away from getting the relief I had been dreaming of for so long.
I’d completed all the necessary steps needed in order to be accepted into the clinical trial.
But there was just one thing left still standing in my way.
Earlier that week I had come into close contact with not one, but two people who contracted Covid.
My son being one of them and the other being a Psychiatrist who I’d just spent 2 to 3 hours with in close quarters the Sunday prior.
I had managed to dodge every other exposure to Covid I’d had up til then.
But was my luck about to change?
As routine and for precautionary reasons, I knew the nurse would be doing a rapid Covid test on me (and all other patients prior to treatment) as soon as I arrived.
It was the longest 15 minutes of my life waiting for those results. If the test came back positive, I would be sent home, completely devastated, having to wait who knows how many more months for my turn to come back around again.
When the nurse finally gave me the green light to go ahead, and for Rich to go home, I was so relieved.
So how sad is it that I’ve spent every day since, wishing I had tested positive for Covid that day.
What if I had to come back another day, maybe things would’ve turned out differently?
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