Man but you're making me envious with your Tincture, what a way to go.
Its been over ten years since I smoked pot and at the time I was working my ass of working 12 hrs a day, sometimes for three weeks straight and with a herniated disc which was slowly killing me, and that's not much of an exaggeration, and every night I would smoke a joint and have a great (little) lunch. This was after having two spinal surgeries, the first one was for a discoidectomy and the second was a much more invasive one with the complete removal of three complete laminectomies and that one made me start praying for death or a gun with two bullets, one for me and the other for the doctor who I explicitly told not to use Demerol on me after the surgery, of course you can guess what the F****r used and only a half dose of what I was normally getting when I was hospitalized for another disc episode. And around the second day a new charge nurse walked into my room and asked, How are we today and we told her how WE were and she left on a run and came back fifteen minutes later with a needle and fifteen minutes later the world started coming back to some form of normalacy but from that day on I swore I'd never go near another surgeon. So around this time I started growing my own medicine and some years it was all one could ask for and of course I informed my doctor who agreed wholeheartedly with my decision, knowing of my experience with surgeons and always reminding me that what I was doing was illegal but the pain I was in constantly, made that warning nullified as I was pretty sure if I were caught I could beat that fairly easy as I had a lawyer at the time who made sure every time I landed in the hospital I had a copy of the doctors reports, sometimes I would have a copy of a specialist report before my own doctor, who was as good as any doctor-specialist I had the misfortune of encountering, imagine going to the ER with a disc out and nurses wanting me to climb up on that gurney, and I hear this voice saying, quot;he can't get up there quot; and of course it was my doctor and he told the nurses to get my jacket off which was quite a chore because I was bent over and had my hands on my thighs to hold myself up, after getting rid of my jacket my doctor put his arm on my back and said to try and lean back which was a great feat on my part and then he tells me, ''this is going to hurt for a little while quot; and with his other arm he put it on my lower body and in a second he had me up on the gurney and was giving orders for an injection and for once that injection worked and in a couple of hours it was time to get me in a bed and he told the nurses to lower the rail on one side and did the same thing, as he lifted me up he had the nuirses pull the gurney away and he laid me in that bed like I was a child. My whole point about this little screed is can you imagine any doctor doing something like this today, I don't thik so. After about two weeks I'm back at work and my boss was trying to be as helpful as possible and had another employee load up the press for me and here is a case of the help being more trouble than help even though he was trying, but when you have sheets of paper coming off the press at 10,000 per hour that papoer has to be loaded pretty damn good or you can get in a lot of trouble fast and that is what was happening so I did it myself which pissed off my boss and my temporary helper, anybody who ever had someone give them help and found much to their chagrin the help was actually slowing them down. And so we go back to the pot for a second or two, after a long days work the first order of business was a joint and later supper and maybe half a joint before bed and that is what kept me going for many years until I had a heart attack and that began a whole new chapter in my life and my promise to never go near another surgeon got shot all to hell, the first order of business was to repair an aneurysm, which got screwed up royally and led to as close to death as one can come and still survive as a few weeks later I got really sick one night and the local doctors told my family I had to go to the city right away as things didn't look good, and there their first order of business was to cut me open and this surgeon couldn't find anything wrong, and I'm still near death so two days later another surgeon opens me up and finds my whole large bowel was dead from the blood being cut off too long during the aneurysm operation and then they put me out for ten days and I wake up with this bag on my belly which caused much cursing and swearing for a little while until I finally settled down to take care of business that we are all familiar with, and so my friends if you are in pain and other maladies that cause you distress I have found that friendly marijauna to be a life saver. If you have not seen the CNN special that Sanjay Gupta did on this subject its a MUST watch even for the opponents of the medicinal properties, some of the stories almost brought tears to my eyes and the work being done in Israel on the benefits of this drug are staggering. My last words on this subject, quotDon't suffer needlessly quot; there is help in the form of a natural herbal plant that has helped millions for probably millions of years. Ed