I'm with KK on this, seeingstars - delegate away. You'll feel better again and take the mantle back on soon enough.
Actually, I found it quite liberating to stop being a control freak (not suggesting you are, by the way) and accept that other people can manage just fine even if I don't lift a finger. And some of those jobs that don't get done - well, they probably didn't matter much anyway.
Waddaya mean the conkers don't work? Bugger, bugger, bugger and shit! (sorry) I have just got my bag together and dd and i were going to sprinkle them around tonight. There was one as big as my hand in my living room a couple of weeks ago, when dh was away. I didn't stop shaking for hours.
The thought of one in my hair totally freaks me out. I may be the only person in the world who has changed their car because of a spider incident.
A few years ago I was driving down my road when I felt a tickle on my wrist and found one climbing out of my sleeve. I abandoned the car and the jacket at the bottom of the road until dh could retrieve it later that day
And I spent the next week driving with the windows wide open and ear splittingly loud music playing because, inexplicably, this made me less panicky.
Then, as the worry wasn't abating and it was a company car, I persuaded the fleet manager to let me swap with one of the pool cars 
Smee - I think the hospice is possibly about as inappropriate a venue as you can get
But I am glad it was not too loony a meeting.
MAS - hope you are feeling better. 