Medical marijuana is not an end all, be all cure, but it helps.

My medical professional thought we had our depression under control, but it became apparent it wasn’t! He wanted to up the dose of antidepressants I was taking and add another medicine, but i wasn’t feeling well about what I was already taking, but I knew I had to do something.

I talked to a buddy who was in holistic health and asked his what he thought. She told myself and others he knew a medical professional who would help myself and others get a medical marijuana ID card. She told myself and others medical marijuana was not an end all, be all cure for depression, but it helps; Before I went on more medication, I thought I should try medical marijuana and asked his to make an appointment with the medical professional for me. I also wanted his to go with myself and others for moral support. The medical professional asked a lot of questions, did a cursory exam, and looked at the medications I was already taking. He sent the report into the state and told myself and others he thought I was an excellent candidate for medical marijuana. He said I was in charge of whether I should take more medication, but he would wait and try medical marijuana first. Two weeks later, I had our medical marijuana ID card in hand and was heading to the marijuana dispensary. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it wasn’t what I saw. The dispensary looked like a small, friendly warehouse, and they had a pharmacist on duty, after showing myself and others unusual products that could help with depression, I obtained 1 and took it home; For the first time in months, I felt I was controlling the depression, and it wasn’t controlling me.

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