My last two days: Arrive at the hospital at 6am on July 3rd. Leave hospital at 10am July 4th. Drive home, arrive at 11:30am. Wake up at 2:00pm to go to a family bbq.
Yes, I only got 3 hours of sleep and I feel like it. My body aches. My heart rate is up. I'm anxious. I'm grumpy. I have to get used to this - and so do those around me.
Ah, the next four years will be fun!