If someone had told me forty years ago that I would turn sixty-five and become a user of medical marijuana, I would have told them they were delusional.
- When I was in my 20s, 30s, and even 40s, I never considered that I would one day be retired and/or be using medical marijuana.
I was healthy and had four kids by the time I was 30. I suffered the normal aches and pains of having broken an ankle twice, a knee once, and an elbow once, but I never thought it would incapacitate me enough to want to use medical marijuana. Of course, when I was in my 20s, 30s, or 40s, I never even considered medical marijuana as being legal. Marijuana was always an illegal substance that people knew existed, but didn’t try. At least, the people I ran around with didn’t try marijuana. When one of my friends asked me how I was feeling with medical marijuana, I told them I was feeling fine. To be honest, I was feeling better than I had for almost 10 years. When my husband and I had a car accident, and I had suffered some serious damage, nothing was making the pain go away. My doctor suggested medical marijuana, and I wasn’t hearing it. There was no way I wanted to use marijuana, but he finally convinced me it was marijuana that used to help with the chronic pain I suffered. I may have never imagined myself using medical marijuana, but I also never thought that marijuana in any form would be legalized.