Well, here I am. Home. Discharged from hospital after 25 days. I am peaceful, and filled with hope. Still, that weird feeling I always have after a gruelling hospitalisation lingers. I've been through an emotional blender. Now is time to rest. I have unpacked, and filled my fridge, but forgot a few things so must shop tomorrow unfortunately. Even though it is only 2 pm I don't think I will make it off my couch anytime soon. I am utterly exhausted and sore. Fibromyalgia flare. Think it's time for a nap.