Miscarriage. Total. Bad.

Pain. Blood. ...death. Daughter. Dead.

I am... alive. Not functional. Lost a lot of blood. Mind's not working too great either.

Not at home, at Dixon Household so as to have medically-trained people nearby and because it is cleaner/safer/less emotionally triggering.

Puppy, you know the number here, don't call here before noon or after nine, call the cell instead. Anyone else, call or email Puppy for updates/details (radu.the.puppy is his gmail info). Cate and I need sleep, I'm honestly not going to be able to explain things and so forth over the phone more than once a day (if that), and I will make sure he knows any important information as soon as possible. I have an appointment with a doctor tomorrow, lots of medication tonight, am still somewhat in shock, and... yeah. Right now, I just need to rest.