My awful mother is doing so much better now with cannabis

It’s strenuous watching your family members struggle with health related problems. It’s tragic when someone is derailed by a disease or an accident, like what happened to my Grandfatherrents in their 75s. They were fairly active until my Grandfather broke her knee going up the stairs one day, and then my Grandma started to lose her ability to walk from a lifelong battle with various sclerosis. It was a weird transition to witness. I would visit them in their home in the years prior to these events and I remember seeing my Grandma leave for the YMCA almost every single day. And my Grandfather still took care ofce a month at her seasoned task being a pharmacist for the locally owned pharmacy in my hometown. By the legitimately end of their lives, the various of them had to enter a retirement home because they had to be under observation due to the number of health problems. I fear something like that with my mother, so that’s in substantial section why I go out of my way to take care of her. I don’t want to see her wither away in a nursing home; it’s the last site she would want to spend the end of her life. But I’m so thankful for medical cannabis because it’s giving my Dad a current lease on life. She has never felt better and it’s one of the most reassuring improvements in her life in recent years. I don’t mind shopping at the cannabis dispensary for her, especially now that she can make pickup orders for me to collect when I’m out running errands for the both of us. My Dad hasn’t had this much mental and physical relief in decades.

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