what if they robbed the 'pony express' and took your grandmother's heart medicine? what would you do? and say the kindly neighbor had headache pills, and they gave them to you, hoping to help? of course headache pills won't help your grandma's heart. and the DEA has taken grandma's medicine away.
i am sick. and i'm tired of it. all that i want is to have the medicine to treat my disease, same as anyone else.
i've gone on hunger strike, protested, written letters, begged, pleaded, and still - i sit here, sick.
i've been at the mercy of street dealers, dependent on whatever's available at a high price. now no one on the streets wants anything to do with me, because they assume the DEA is always watching me.
i've had two caregivers now, as our state law allows. a caregiver is supposed to grow six plants for you, to keep you in the medicine you need. marijuana is not all that simple. i need a sativa-dominant strain. and i need quality product.
my former caregivers brought the wrong kind of medicine to me twice in six weeks. i can't pay $220.00 for something that doesn't help me. and where is MY medicine, anyway? i can guess by the reds of their eyes.
so then i get a new caregiver. things haven't gone so very well at all. i'm as sick as it gets now, over six weeks without the right medicine - headache pills for heart trouble.
i don't want to struggle anymore, or fight. all that i wanted was some freedom from disease.
i'm fed-up with those who claim to have patients' best interests at heart who are truly just using medical marijuana patients to further the general legalization issue.
i am tired of college students all sitting around smoking the best marijuana available, because they can afford it, they can find it - the DEA isn't bothering with them.
i give up.
happy trails, y'all.
my happiness will never be on this earth, i know now. and i don't see the sense in putting myself through this for - what? whom?
won't be much missing, in the end. just a little less bullshit to read, one less person who needs medicine, so maybe there'll be some for grandma.
i did my best and i feel i helped to make some slight difference - leaving the world a little better than i found it.
that's all that matters.