Day ninety seven

I thought it was time I wrote something. I have had an interesting few days since I last wrote. I have now heard from my district chair that it is more than one person who claimed that I haven't been ill at all. I wonder if they think the tests and scans at the hospital weren't real as well.

Anyway, as none of these people have been a superintendent minister in the Methodist church, I guess they don't know that even when we are off sick there is still work to do. So on Wednesday I had to meet with a woman from East Suffolk County Council. They had written before Christmas saying they were going to charge Southwold Methodist church with business rates because of the Vintage Shop that hires the hall. I wrote back and told them churches are exempt from tax, but it turns out that it's the shop they want to charge, but they wanted to measure the size of the hall. I could have told them to come to my home because I'm off sick, and maybe they could measure it from there. But I'm not the half-wit in this scenario, so I had to go to Southwold. And if that means I wasn't ill........

On the way home I called in to see one of my church members. His wife died before Christmas. He had wanted me to do the funeral, but I couldn't. He was pleased to see me. He appreciated the call.

Yesterday morning I called to see another couple - she is having tests in the hospital and is waiting for an operation. Yes, I had pains on these visits. Yes, I was stifling yawns because I'm still exhausted.

Wait till it comes to the circuit meeting in March - I may fall asleep while I'm chairing it. I'm not very good at staying awake in the evenings at the moment.

But I felt like a minister again and I decided it doesn't matter what the haters think. I will carry on being me. And if it gets unbearable I'll just go off sick again.

I also had an email from the Methodist Connexional Mental Health & Wellbeing Officer yesterday, apologising for not getting back to me in a month, but telling me that she is arranging a meeting with Occupational Health to assess whether I'm fit to go back to work. They left that a bit late. But at least she apologised.

It's Saturday today. I take Saturday as my day off - pity the pain doesn't.

Anyway, I just thought I would say hello.