When my husband and I sat down to discuss his getting medical marijuana, he was serious when he asked if medical marijuana was okay for him.
I reminded him that the doctor thought it would be good for him.
Ever since he began his chemo, he had been plagued with nausea. He had already lost twenty pounds and all of his muscle mass was going away. The doctor said that if we didn’t get the nausea under control, he would lose all the nutrients his body needed to survive. The doctor said they may need to give him a feeding tube. I didn’t want my husband to suffer more than he already had been, so I told him we would try medical marijuana. I knew that you could get the munchies from marijuana. Even if medical marijuana wasn’t able to completely stem his nausea, it would make him hungry and he would be trying to get food into his system. About six weeks after he began his first month of medical marijuana use, he went in to his doctor. He had only lost two pounds, and his blood work came back all within reasonable parameters. The doctor asked if he wanted to up the amount of medical marijuana he was using. He was happy to figure out a better THC to CBD ratio for him. My husband said he had already talked it over with the medical marijuana pharmacist, and he wanted to wait another month. My husband didn’t want to end up sleeping all the time, and the pharmacist thought that he hadn’t seen the full potential of what he was now using.