Ferengi, Be Gone. You Stupid Slug! Day 24

Little Bush had her revisit with her Stem-core doctor today. Early up, hour drive and one fine visit. She got to meet the assistant to her Plant Surgeon and he has some nice landscaping appeal. Tall Tree and Little Bush asked a lot of questions about the surgical procedure coming up in June and about the purpose of the dusting with chemicals that would shrink the “slug”. Little Bush just thought putting out a plate of beer in each room might attract that slug out. Doctor didn’t think that would work on the Space Invader; him being a space slug and all. Maybe it's a “Ferengi”. Today the pain has returned and the brave part of her has retreated into praise and worship and to be grateful for the days yet to come when sickness and disease will be no more. In the meantime, she is looking forward to her “baby girl plant” flying in to visit. She must be an airplane plant. She continues to ride the waves of pain and then worship and pain and worship. Worship is winning out tonight and she is grateful for another evening of painless praise. Oh what a day it will be, when Jesus my Christ I will see and the pain and sorry will be no more, Oh what a day that will be. Miracle you come soon.