Disaster strikes

 I'm not really well enough to write this but want to let you all know what's happening, I fell ill today and fell off my bike - having fainted. Onto a grass verge. I was lucky. It's embarrassing. I was violently ill and vomitted all over my bike shirt.

Had wonderful stay with Varasahaya and Shantipala's place in Garway. So good to spend time with them. The were so generous and such good company.

Shortly after leaving them I felt a return of the nausea I've been getting on and off for two weeks now. Also a gripping sensation in my intestines - once again. Ploughed on 40 miles in the heat feeling increasingly rough. Couldn't eat lunch. Drinking lots. Eventually found myself looking up at trees with the bike lying on my leg. Realised I'd passed out. The heat wasn't helping. Took 3 hours to do 3 miles, I felt so bad. Used all my water washing myself so I could present myself at the B&B in Knighton.

Called NHS Direct and asked for a doctor. Not Covid. Not norovirus, he thought. Wasn't sure. Maybe an intestinal parasite, he thought, or just a long bug. I needed rest & treatment. Tomorrow can get various trains back to my son's in Cheltenham. Will stay there, rest and see his GP - if possible.

I am slowly facing the fact that this could mean game over as far as the ride is concerned - at least for now. I feel too weak to carry on right now. Getting medical help will take time. I am very, very disappointed and upset.Also confused and not in my right mind. But I must face this. More tomorrow. Let's see how I am then. Need to sleep.