i’m sorry for your loss.
it is kinda scary. there was a point where she knew she was slipping and trying to fight it… now… that spark is gone. sad to watch.
yeah dude. felt pretty isolated. i can hang, but it has SUCKED. had a really nasty scare my first year. police helicopter overhead days before my first harvest. sh@t myself. thankfully they were busting up an illegal immigrant prostitution ring 3 bocks north of us… all the chopper pilot had to do was look down… and watch me sh:t myself and try to move like 30 plants indoors running tree to tree for cover like i was back in. holy sh:t what a day. was expecting the cops to kick my door in any second. had visiting nurses over for abuela, my wife was on a conference call with her work… f^ck. never happened tho. thank GOD.
this site is helpful. just trying to keep myself from ramble typing. got a sh^tload to say and a lot of questions. trying to keep a lid on it.
yeah… i don’t know where all my work is going to go. maybe the next person can benefit from it. i’m not a scientist or doctor. i was a medic in the army, but that’s the extent of it. my wife loves her mom and i love my wife. both are familia. i do what i have to do. shrugs
my problem is inconsistency with my notes. but i have a good memory (despite being a stoner) but i know documentation is important. paperwork is annoying to me so i get lazy with it from time to time and just rely on my memory. (which doesn’t help the next person so much lol)
hey man… right now, people just reading my ramble typing and offering encouragement, asking questions and displaying any interests in what i’m doing is helpful. being isolated sucked. so thanks for stoppin’ by. appreciate you.
and yes. any assistance finding my missing strains, helping me find local growmies to help me grow some of this sh*t out would be great too… but that’s almost as impossible as finding th OX seeds… no one want to get pinched in an illegal state… but damn dude… the disease doesn’t stop progressing and i’m kinda racing the clock to find the right strain(s). space and time (and cops) are my biggest enemies.