Marijuana

My dad and me circa 1976 and 2010.

The first time I ever smoked pot was when I was 35 years old. Late bloomer in that area I guess, but  with moving to San Francisco in 2007 - it was only a matter of time before I finally experienced it. My aversion to marijuana stems all the way back to when I was a child and my mother put the fear of doing drugs into me, amongst other things like telling me to wear sunscreen everyday if I want to have nice skin. Thank you mom about the sunscreen, it has paid off as I enter my 40s.

Back to the marijuana! As long as I can remember, my father has always smoked pot. It's something I grew accustom to seeing my dad do every time I was around him as a child and an adult. As a child, I thought what my dad was doing was wrong and horrible and that he was a drug addict. I spent the majority of my teen and early adulthood resenting my dad for being a pot head - so far to the point that from the ages of seventeen to age 34, I may have saw my dad a total of 5-6 times. A big part of the strain with my dad was my own misconceptions of marijuana.

Thankfully, I reconciled with my dad a few years ago and the past is in the past, but I do have to say how sorry I am that I held on to so much resentment for my dad all those years pertaining to marijuana. We broke the ice when I smoked pot with my dad for the first time a few years ago. My dad cheered and exclaimed, "I have been waiting for this moment all my life!" It was a great memory with my dad and I look forward to the next time we both get high together and laugh our asses off.

My doctor gave me a medical marijuana card a few weeks ago for pain and today is the day I am cashing in on it. I have been having bone pain and a burning sensation throughout my body from the radiation and Paul and I went to a local medical marijuana dispensary a mile from our house to check it out. I had no idea that you can get different kinds of marijuana that make you lazy, laugh, hungry, relive pain AND you don't have to smoke it. You can eat it in the form of a cookie, chocolate, lollipop, gummy bear, gum drop...you name it. So I bought a few edibles to get me through the next several weeks. I will let you know if it takes away the pain and hey, who knows, maybe it will be something I actually enjoy doing now and then. (I can hear my dad cheering all the way from Massachusetts:)