Through sheer willpower, I managed to get in my car and drive to Letchworth to meet with Jacquie and Steph - we had set aside two days to work together on drafting the HIC development plan. But by the time I arrived at the North Herts CVS offices, I knew I’d seriously misjudged things.
I was physically very much present there in the office, with my laptop and files, my tissues, Beechams powders and Lockets. I remember one or two helpful discussions and some attempts at writing, but my brain was befuddled and I could contribute virtually nothing toward the day’s project. And worse, my presence only distracted Jacquie and Steph and put them at risk of catching this awful virus. Jacquie and Steph were each very kind, but after an hour or two I could tell that they both thought pretty much the same.
I left Letchworth late afternoon. I think I made some half-hearted face-saving promise to do some work overnight. I barely remember getting home. Jackie was very soothing and indulgent and put me to bed, but it was a feverish sleepless night.