Home Again, Home Again

My Mom was discharged from the hospital today! She seems a little better, but we still don't really know why her stomach hurts so much. Hopefully some of the tests will bring some answers. Her homecoming meant that the Dooligans also got to go home. We have been staying there since Tuesday to take care of the pets (we did not want to bring them here to socialize with our poor flea infested kitties) and other stuff. Also to help my stepdad get back and forth to the hospital, and I just felt better being there.
My Mom has a great house, but there is nothing like home. There is no bed in the world like our bed, and I have so missed the little things, like my DVR, and my Starbucks coffee. My organic milk. My Charmin toilet paper. My Internet connection. Also, trying to fill my Mom's shoes is exhausting. She has so many things to take care of, like her hubby, and her two little shi-tzus. Mutton and Biscuit woke me up super early everyday. They are definitely morning dogs, while I am REALLY NOT a morning person. I have called them some names that I am not proud of this week.
Also, Dave has worked INSANE hours this week, and I have gotten almost NO sleep. Neither has he. I have been trying to juggle my own household and family with my Mom's household and responsibilities, and also trying to visit my Mom. If it were up to me, I would have just camped out there all day long. So I am very grateful that she got to come home, because I know it was miserable for her to be at the hospital, and obviously I want her to get better. But I am also grateful to be able to come home to my house tonight, even though Dave came home for dinner and had to go back to work. There's no place like home...