It was there this morning when I came downstairs. The brown envelope on the doormat. I didn't realise until after I'd read it and I stopped feeling sick just how stressed I'd been since the whole process started.
It's good news. No medical, no further information required, my incapacity benefit (in reality income support) will continue until a routine review in 2012.
Of course, being the complicated kinda girl that I am, my aim for this year is to somehow figure out how to get off benefit and find a way of effectively supporting myself financially from home. For now though, the relief is indescribable. Up there with looking over and seeing The Captain sleeping on my sofa as I write.