
The annoying and frustrating thing was I’d had a really quite good week up until Thursday evening. We’d had scrambled eggs & tomatoes on toast for tea.
Thursday nights is a special night, being the night of the Thursday Night Net. Something I’ve doing for most of at least the last five years. Pretty much as soon as tea finished, I started feeling queasy.
The feeling got worse I was in no fit state to do the net. I was lucky that there was still a couple of hours I sent a message to our WhatsApp group and luckily a good friend stepped forward. I was free.
Lo and behold within a few minutes I started feeling better, very quickly I was feeling a bit better. Admittedly. I slept for a bit, I felt really tired but not queasy.
I’d made a conscious decision not do a blog post.
I think because I had slept earlier, I had a real problem getting to sleep.
This morning I phoned my friend who had stepped in. Explained in a bit more detail what had happened. With real regret I was going to have to step down from chairing the net.
It’s a release but also a lot of guilt.