(Inspired by the episode "Deluge.")
Swamped
Nonstop incoming wounded. Way too many. From the looks of it, you'd think we're the only M*A*S*H in the whole country.
No sleep, no rest. No time to eat or take a breath or even think, really.
Too much blood on the floor of the bus. It was so slippery that I fell and broke my glasses.
A plasma shortage. A rainstorm… raindrops dripping through my roof and onto my desk. Trying to wheel and deal with other units, trying to read through broken glasses.
At the end of my rope? No. The rope ran out a long time ago.