Gosh, I'm so tired of it all, I just want to fall into your arms and not think about it anymore. Take me away, help me visualise some sunny place, away from it all, somewhere I can rest for a while and perchance dream this isn't happening to me. Rest is an essential part of recuperation of the body and soul, and both require nourishment as well. For me music, art and poetry feed my inner self. But for my body hospital food is not ideal, picnics are the only way to cope. Complementary therapies such as foot massage and aromatherapy also lifted my spirits when they flag.