Posted by on Sep 2, 2018 | 8 comments

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Well, I might have mentioned or maybe I didn’t that while I was lolling on the gravel in the sun with my nip leaves, mama was attacked, well, sort of, by her rose bush (she was looking underneath it for grass for me), and it was a teensy, teensy prick and not even very deep and the thorn stayed on the rose (thank heaven) but this is what happened to her HAND:

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Yes, that’s the bruise left behind the BIG BLOWN-UP part of the hand that happened immediately upon brushing by the thorn.  POOF–blown up like a balloon and dark purple!  Well, mama got ice, which may have stopped the reaction from traveling up her arm and she called the doc tout de suite!

Who said, get thee to a pharmacy NOW and take 2 Doxycyclines  and then two a day for 6 more days!!!

Which she did. And sssssst, the balloon subsided practically immediately but nothing seems to be helping this black hand mama has and boy, is she NOT happy with THAT.  Plus she really does not like taking antibiotics and is looking for probiotics, which sounds to me like the antibiotic for antibiotics, which in turn confuses the heck out of me.

That black hand will go away of course over the next few days, but all of you gardeners out there, wear your gloves!

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Mama has been growing roses for … er … I won’t say how many years but A LOT, and this has never happened and she has been stuck lots of times.

Who knows what was on that thorn? It was on a stem, however, that mama normally prunes because it’s growing beneath the original root stock of the rose and should be removed.

Allien spores, that’s what I think!  Alien spores.  They are everywhere!

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Contemplation of alien spores….

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I’m going out there right now and eradicate those spores.

Whatever they are.