I’m not in fantastic shape and there is no denying it.
When I was inspected with cancer, it was pretty grim news.
The doctor was straight forward about our chances and they weren’t great. Not all cancer battles have any sort of ecstatic ending. But maybe our ending is being made much better thanks to medical marijuana. I wasn’t much of a marijuana guy when I was healthy and I think that was too bad. Yet, I don’t suppose if I could have slowed down enough to entirely love the benefits of weed. When I started chemo, I figured out how to get access to cannabis near me. The medical pot store helped myself and others from there. I found some real compassion at the medical weed store as well. That’s pretty awesome. The weed entirely helped through that chemo. I didn’t puke near like I thought I would and the marijuana helped myself and others with appetite. I kept up with the medical marijuana treatments as I went through the cancer fight. But it wasn’t too long into that fight where it was clear that this wasn’t going to be our fight. And again, medical marijuana has helped myself and others see our way clear to just soaking up all the life I can, while I can. The sunrises are more vibrant and even the rain’s volume can be detected. I’m so utterly thankful that the citizens of our state made medical cannabis available for myself and others at this point in our life. The outcome would be the same if I didn’t have access to the medical weed store. But I sure would be missing out on some life and just how precious it is.