Legislation of the law is a mind numbing, pain full & prolonged process, just as it is for the making of the laws themselves. That being said, my disease marches on at it’s own pace and my time is not infinite on this planet.
My standard (accepted by the medical establishment) Cardiologist prescribes Plavix, Metropolol etc… to keep me “going” for the next couple of years, but I am NOT a candidate for transplant because I have been through 6 procedures from open heart triple bypass in 2001, to this past March where there is now only 1 vein that’s keeping me alive, and it was stented for the 2nd time.
So, my perspective here is the quality of my remaining lifespan.
Sorry to be the downer this must sound like, but a sharp and clear reality check needs to be presented here to make it understood why the use of Cannabis is keeping me sane and focused on living. For me, it’s more or less a life or death thing.
Here’s what Marijuana ultimately does for me:
I don’t dwell on it. That’s it in a nutshell for. Pot makes my mind consciously cope with my heart rate, slows it down and allows me to slow it down and not have to be depressed over this all the time.
Sure, It is what it is. Pot will not change a thing other then allow me a body “calmness” have an appetite, and have the ability to laugh things off a little bit. This is a great healer. I can not acheive that level of relaxation on my own.
Having Marijuana legalized in my state would certainly go a long way towards my mental state and
overall well being. That’s for certain.
All in all, this is the last fight of my life folks. I was in the ARMY and served this country honorably. I have built 6 successful business in the latter years and they are still going strong, but alas, I am not. Reality has set in as I approach 60 and I want this prohibition settled so I can move onto more important issues other then wondering why I have suffer the indignity of skirting the law to feel better.
That’s just one story in my big book of life. Your thoughts?