It’s currently 1AM and I am writing this from my own bed in my own room, where I’m going to stay. I mean, I’m going to leave my room; but I’m not on leave and I don’t have to go back to hospital tomorrow, or the next day, or the next, or even next week. I’m discharged, I’m home, and it feels so right.
“There is no beauty without some strangeness.” – Poe
Today I woke up feeling worse than I did yesterday. But a few things have happened that brightened my day. Some of Mums friends came, one with her 6wk old son, Theodore. I nursed him for ages and he is just beautiful. He certainly brightened Mum up alot too, arent they just the cutest?