There's hardly any water left in the incubator at all now, but the cardboard cartons HR put the eggs in seem damp. The humidity has risen back to 69% already, but I guess there isn't much more I can do unless I take them out of the cartons.
It's almost 1:00 am, I guess I should go to bed and try to get some sleep. Hoping and praying all will be better tomorrow, the little guy that hatched will be doing better, and the others will still hatch, and be fine.
Thank you for your help; I really appreciate it. HR is on the road and I'm left to tend to the eggs. I'm a bit beside myself. We lost the last hatch-the one chick that hatched had the same problem this guy does, only it was longer, I think. He died 3 days later; the others never hatched; we couldn't get the humidity up. We moved the incubator to a different room this time, and now this. I guess the way you learn is through experience, I just feel badly that to get this experience, the chicks die. Makes me feel guilty, in a way, even though I'm trying my best. Trying to put it all in God's Hands and let His will be done.