The fibro symptoms returned last night after we finally returned home and the need to keep running was over. Darn. Actually, I think the increased dosage of Prozac decreased the symptoms, and decreasing the medication brought them back. I need to talk with my nurse practitioner. Thank you to those who replied to me and sent notes of comfort. The reality that my Dad is gone is starting to sink in, and it's going to be rough for awhile. I'm planning to go to work tomorrow, but I will take my 3 allotted bereavement days. (wonder who decided 3 days was enough???) I'm so exhausted, I need them. I fell asleep twice yesterday, once on the way home and again while we were watching TV, and then slept for about 10 hours last night. It's amazing to sleep like that. Anyway, now the healing has to begin. Peace, Beth.