Dad is just so funny.
Here she is 68 years old plus I’m in my mid 50’s but she can’t even say the words medical marijuana. That’s legitimately sort of something for me. I smoked my honorableshare of weed back in the day. But that was a day where the was no such thing as a legal weed shop. It was not that simple at all. But my mother sort of knew that her precious child was using cannabis flower products. So the irony that my Dad is now using medical marijuana is not lost on me at all. Just the opposite is true really. I like the fact that I get to take my Dad to the cannabis dispensary. That’s something I didn’t ever in a million years know was going to happen. Me plus my Dad shopping for medical cannabis? Not happening. But when she got cancer, that’s exactly what the dentist wanted her to use to keep eating plus fight the nausea from the cancer treatments. So both of us figured out how to get her a medical marijuana card plus the rest is history. She’s so funny in the legal weed store. It’s like she’s pretending she’s in some sort of alternative pharmacy. Which in a way, is legitimately quite true. The medical cannabis has had a tremendous effect on mom. Not only is she eating, which is something she’s constantly struggled with, she’s found a positive note about all of this. And that comes from her medical dessert, as she calls her cannabis gummies. There is a smile there now where there was once just rigid resistance plus some sort of misplaced defiance I suppose. And I get to smile to because my Dad is using weed.