Here's a tomato plant that I brought in a fe weeks. ago, before one of our threatened storms. Perhaps it was the threatened nor'easter that never really was. It's been growing quite happily in my sunroom and even putting out tomatoes;
I am not sure if I am really a bit calmer now that treatment is being sorted, or if I am so completely panicked that I have suppressed it deep inside some unreachable part of my brain.
My tumor (lesion?) is considered stage two-three. Not great but could be very mush worse. Just have to wait and see what info the next appointment brings.
Yes, I am royally pissed off. But I honestly think it is more due the current state of the country that my physical problems. I've been feeling like this since the orange puffball was elected. Toes crossed for November 3.
As always, thanks for stopping by.......*s*

