Oh guys......... Thank you for being such caring friends.
She had an episode of anaphylactic shock that sent her spiraling into panic. It was disconcerting how casual and remote the paramedics who responded were. By the time they arrived she was near passing out, but once they realized she was moving air and her heart was beating soundly they acted like nothing was going on.
Maybe a casual episode of feeling like their throats are closing would change their cavalier attitude. Somewhere along the way bedside manner took a vacation and never came back. Hey checked her out at the ER, gave her a shot of steroid to get her safely through the next 72 hours and suggested she get tested for food allergies. Then they gave her a prescription for an eppie pen and sent us happily on our way.
She feels like she went two rounds with a gorilla. She'll sleep like a baby tonight.
It was strange being at that hospital in a secondary support position. I pretty much ran all over that hospital when Dale was in his death spiral. I practically lived there during the last year. We'd been concerned that it might be too painful for me to be there, but I discovered I was very relaxed, and even went to one of my favorite sitting areas outdoors and watched the rain gently falling, just for the joy of being there.
It's been three years since he passed. Looks like I'm gonna be ok.
The trip put a pause on my harvest activities, and when we returned home I went right back to work trimming DC 1.7 into the bags.
HARVEST: Devil's Carnival 1.7 & Red Diesel 2
I unplugged the lights to the tent last night, planning to harvest at least DC 1.7, with the potential to leave Red Diesel for tomorrow, but I managed to get them both washed and hung, and DC in the bags by 9:30 tonight. Tomorrow I'll shift Zamaldelica x Panama into tent #3 and let her finish under the 3000K qb.
Would you like to see some pretty pictures of the day's pleasures?
I thought you might, so I took some.
The party started with DC 1.7, her perfume nearly overpowering.
I'm no longer as hopeful of a seed, having seen it up close now, but I'll hold off judgement until the branch is dry and I can get in there and see.
Her branches hung in the hallway while I washed Red Diesel.
The lowest flowers never got to purple. One of these days I'll let one go until she's gasping, see if they'll all go colorful.
Her roots went almost to the very bottom of the pot.
I haven't checked Red Diesel's roots yet. That'll wait until tomorrow when I have more energy.
Sugar leaves from Devil's Carnival are some of the most fragrant I grow. It pleases me that I'll have a batch drying that I can enjoy as aroma therapy.
One branch hanging to dry and 175 grams wet in the bags. That calculates out to a tad over 1.5 oz dry. Enough to meet the needs, in fact in true SweetSue universe style there'll be more than enough. Lol!
Red Diesel was an easy job, wash and hang to dry for two days. As soon as I determine they're just right I'll be fermenting the buds in jars and cobbing what's left.
Impressive, eh? God, she was a beauty, and smells intense. I can't believe we misidentified her not once, but twice. Lol!
She'll be much easier to trim than the Devil's Carn was.
Before I knew it I was washing the last of her.
This was all the damaged leaves on her.
Bud bits kept breaking off in the wash. Lol! They got tossed in with the sugar leaves from DC 1.7 for drying, and then I'll smoke them all up.
Now that DC is bagged up Red Diesel can hang in the hallway.
Harvesting more than one plant in a single day is a little nuts, isn't it? Lol! I try to avoid overworking myself like that, but on occassion I can survive the overload. I'm glad this part is behind me, and now I'm pulling out the DDA and celebrating the end of a productive day.
Thanks for stopping to share in my joy.