I have nothing cute or funny or inspiring to say tonight. I feel like I’m fighting WWIII. I feel anxious and slightely panicked at all times, which is the exact opposite of my normal internal state. Ugh I’m exhausted!

Nick was pretty out of it tonight. He’s been awake with no sleep or nutrition since Thursday at 5:30. Actually, no nutrition since the accident. That’s enough to make an uninjured man feel loopy, let alone someone with severe trauma to their body.

Another leg wound wash-out surgery tomorrow.