I had no qualms about using medical marijuana.
I knew it was a natural product, & I teased my brother that it was 1 step closer to being a vegetarian, which he didn’t suppose was funny.
My problem with using medical marijuana was that my youngsters were telling me I was just another pothead. I thought they were just trying to be funny, but I was sure if that was undoubtedly the case. My youngest daughter told me that if I used mostly CBD, it was still pot, & she didn’t guess in putting drugs in your body. I had to laugh when she said that… She smoked two packs of cigarettes a day & drank a bottle of tequila every week. She couldn’t say anything if I was using medical marijuana for pain. I tried not to say anything, although she said she could odor it in my house. My husband had my medical marijuana in our safe in the back room, & I couldn’t figure out how she could odor it, although she did. I don’t want to be known as a pothead, but I knew what medical marijuana was doing for me. I could walk straight. My back doesn’t bother me nearly as much as it did a year ago, & all I do is eat a gummy when I guess the pain returning, and within an hour, I guess better. It takes almost half an hour for acetaminophen to take effect & it causes my stomach to become upset. I won’t talk about using medical marijuana & maybe she’ll suppose I’m no longer a pothead.