Horrible.

I am too tired to write, too tired to think. The last 48 hours have been horrible, so much, in fact, that I literally gasped when I saw it had only been two days since my last entry. It feels like weeks. Months, even.

Because I'm too weak to elaborate, I'll just say this: the baby (as far as I know) is just fine. I, however, am hanging over the edge. At work again right now, after a 14 hour shift last night that can only be described as a living hell. Power outages, crazy stress, dead air, running, crying, screaming in my car during breaks. Just fucking horrible.

And, to top it all off, I am scheduled for the next 6 days straight, all overnight shifts.

I need desperately to talk to a manager, but I work overnight, and they sleep when the sun goes down. Assholes.

I'll write more when I've slept.

But on a baby note, I'm finding it hard to believe it could still be in there and alive and healthy after this lack of sleep and intense stress.