Katatawnic
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Thanks guys! 
My mom could make it out of there, but if she does, it's going to be a very long time. (As in months... many, many months.) Her entire body is failing. Try to fix or help one problem, another is exacerbated. We have to wear scrubs and gloves, not to protect her but to protect us... she's got a super bug (kind of like MRSA, which I've had for close to two decades, but it's a different one), and the infection is systemic. Then there's her liver, kidneys, heart, brain... this is all just the tip of the iceberg. And she's only 57! (I've said before that my family's genetics suck. I wasn't kidding.) Although the hospital is only a ten minute drive from here, I can only go two or three days a week, for about an hour tops each visit. The time in between is spent recovering. I want to be there all day, every day. But I physically can't do it. At least she of all people understands the struggle, and she keeps telling me not to "overdo" it... but how do you not at a time like this? How can I think about aches and pains and limps when she's going through so much?
Started harvesting my Blue Hash last night. I got three branches trimmed and hung before I had to stop. Eight more to go. (Plant "A" is quite the sativa, and looks like it most definitely needs to bake a while longer. Plant "B" was just nothing but seed pods, and I chopped her to make room for others.) I expected the beginning my first harvest to feel like a tremendous celebration, but I've just been going through the motions with everything for weeks now. Just in this total daze, as if I'm on major drugs when I haven't taken (or smoked) a thing. My mom truly is my best friend, and watching her suffer is more torture than I'd imagined it could be.
ANYHOO! Took a few pictures the other night, before my camera's batteries died again.
(They're rechargables, so they run out fast.) I didn't realize just how much the BH buds have fattened up, till I took photos night before last! 
I now have a BH clone in the flowering tent, and a WW girl. The BH popped pistils a few days ago. The WW just went in last night, so she'll be budding in about a week. BH and WW clones starting, as well as two Thai Super Skunk (reg), one Pineapple Express (fem) and one Moby Dick (fem) seedlings going... I'm on my way to a perpetual rotation now. 
My plan is to harvest one plant about every two to three weeks, and replace that with a new one going into flower. Should be manageable for me.
I've got a few "main dish" recipe ideas, as well as sweets, saved for after harvesting... things that are easy to make by normal people's standards, meaning quite difficult for me but doable on some days. 
My mom could make it out of there, but if she does, it's going to be a very long time. (As in months... many, many months.) Her entire body is failing. Try to fix or help one problem, another is exacerbated. We have to wear scrubs and gloves, not to protect her but to protect us... she's got a super bug (kind of like MRSA, which I've had for close to two decades, but it's a different one), and the infection is systemic. Then there's her liver, kidneys, heart, brain... this is all just the tip of the iceberg. And she's only 57! (I've said before that my family's genetics suck. I wasn't kidding.) Although the hospital is only a ten minute drive from here, I can only go two or three days a week, for about an hour tops each visit. The time in between is spent recovering. I want to be there all day, every day. But I physically can't do it. At least she of all people understands the struggle, and she keeps telling me not to "overdo" it... but how do you not at a time like this? How can I think about aches and pains and limps when she's going through so much?Started harvesting my Blue Hash last night. I got three branches trimmed and hung before I had to stop. Eight more to go. (Plant "A" is quite the sativa, and looks like it most definitely needs to bake a while longer. Plant "B" was just nothing but seed pods, and I chopped her to make room for others.) I expected the beginning my first harvest to feel like a tremendous celebration, but I've just been going through the motions with everything for weeks now. Just in this total daze, as if I'm on major drugs when I haven't taken (or smoked) a thing. My mom truly is my best friend, and watching her suffer is more torture than I'd imagined it could be.
ANYHOO! Took a few pictures the other night, before my camera's batteries died again.
(They're rechargables, so they run out fast.) I didn't realize just how much the BH buds have fattened up, till I took photos night before last! I now have a BH clone in the flowering tent, and a WW girl. The BH popped pistils a few days ago. The WW just went in last night, so she'll be budding in about a week. BH and WW clones starting, as well as two Thai Super Skunk (reg), one Pineapple Express (fem) and one Moby Dick (fem) seedlings going... I'm on my way to a perpetual rotation now. My plan is to harvest one plant about every two to three weeks, and replace that with a new one going into flower. Should be manageable for me.So far I've only made brownies or cup cakes, because the mix is out of the box, which is the only way I'm able to bake anymore... if it weren't for my George Foreman grill and toaster oven, I'd almost never be able to eat nutritious food!
I've got a few "main dish" recipe ideas, as well as sweets, saved for after harvesting... things that are easy to make by normal people's standards, meaning quite difficult for me but doable on some days. 
keep up the good work!!! ooo yea +REP
I think I remember something like that... 
Her doc wants to put her in a rehab nursing home. She doesn't want to do this, but her other choice is literally to go home and die, and she's not ready to stop fighting yet. So she's agreeing to it... thankfully! 
This is the only way she'll be able to get well enough to eventually go home, and have some quality to her life... and possibly not have to go right back into the hospital a week or so after she gets home again, which is how it's been for a long time now.
It'll most definitely last me till the next plant is harvested and cured, with plenty to spare. 
