Haven't even dared look at your replies to my last. That was the equivalent of drunk posting. Not that I'm feeling any different now.
I waited until it was very dark again to half-repot half the damage and leave the rest with half-torn roots pushed back into soil in a tangle now - three hours of work and I still can't stop my stomach ache about S. All I managed is mess and pain and blood and Kendra getting desperate for my lap. Yesterday I saw the most boring (non?)play ever; there were also plants involved. And a big mole. Made me realise I've now reached a level of despair where I would watch ppl dressed as animals ... with more pleasure than just people ... the Zooniverse suddenly looked tempting ... wtf!