MMAR living wake.

The MMAR has only 3 months to live and I would like to ask you to join me in a toast and some sharing of a story or two in loving memory of the MMAR. (pretend the MMAR is propped up in a big comfy chair under a fuzzy blanket with the canadian maple leaf on it), listening to every word.

My story is about a community that came out into the light, albeit breifly, to shine and be proud of what they did for a living, because of our beloved friend, the MMAR. A story about plentiful, inexpensive, quality, medicine. A time when police, with their hands tied behind there backs, only scrutinized the most blatent of marihuana suppliers, spending their time solving real crimes instead. An era where the police would take away your reefer and send you on your way, instead of to the back seat of the squad car.

Thanks to the MMAR, this story is about the spread of marihuana to all age groups good or bad, the MMAR is/was about the freedom to grow your own. We will miss you MMAR, and your ways that have confounded Health Canada for years. We will miss our free medicine and our economy proof communities, and our feeling of being more progressive than our southern neighbours.

Most of all, I want to thank the MMAR for putting marihuana back on the front burner politically, furthering our freedom cry for legalization.
I love you MMAR and will never forget you, your legacy is secure with me.

As I'm watching football I'll give this a shot...

My MMAR story is about education.

A few years ago I was approached by a friend for help. My friend knew a young guy who was very sick with RSD, renamed recently to CRPS. This patient had been suffering for years. He was on a lot of different medication and treatments. He was very sick, very depressed, suicidal thoughts. His parents were desperate for help. My friend asked for some marijuana to see if it could help. Well I can't remember these specific details, but somehow the patient received some marijuana from somebody. The patient was on a variety of drugs, but the marijuana was a god send. It helped with the breakthrough pain, helped with the desperation, the depression. It changed his life. His parents cried with relief. His doctor was shocked with the change that was happening. I was shocked.

I found myself spending all my spare time reading and trying to educate myself. It just took off from there. I have looked after three EOL patients. Although it was very difficult for myself emotionally to deal with EOL care giving, I consider myself blessed. To see how much marijuana helped these very sick patients. To see their suffering lessened a bit. I have seen the unbelievable difference marijuana has made in the life of a chrons sufferer. I have seen doctors make a complete reversal on their opinions of the benefits of medical marijuana. I'm starting to see a nation become educated.

Ironically I now have a son who suffers from CRPS as a result of a horrific accident. My son takes lyrica, hydromorphone, methadone, ketamine, a few others....but the drug that he says saved his life is none other than marijuana. It allows him to function to the best of his abilities. I am proud of him. I am so grateful that I was familiar with CRPS and with the benefits that are provided with medical marijuana.

So thank you MMAR for educating myself, and a nation to the benefits derived from medical marijuana.

Enjoy and please read my post in the other thread.
I was not trying to stir the pot( so to speak)

I tried to tell my experience already , the one about how I was given
the run around by my doctor for 16 months before
I took the matter in my own hands .
Bottom line was my storey was true and actually so pathetically handled
by the physicians (retired or otherwise) that when I shared some here , I was called a pity whore by another member( who is trying to become one of these compassionate LP,s that's just in the game to help out. Lol) much appreciated.
Ps
was never looking for anyone's pity in the first place

I remember, I tried looking it up, but can't find it. Would you tell your MMAR story again. I don't remember thinking of you as looking for pity, more pissed off with anything Health Canada, I remember that your spouses occupation makes it hard for you to go under ground. I wondered why you signed off pity whore, and do not remember anybody calling you that.

Basically Cannadan, you seem smart, but I hold that your anger is misplaced, some wannabe wronged you and that sucks, I wish they hadn't. Not all of us think alike though. I can be angry at Health Canada and work the MMPR too, figure that out, does that make me a hippocrate?

To me HC is so big that it would not surprise me if the MMPR staff didn't know that I was even in the MMAR. I know that the MMAR and MMPR are run by completely different staffs in different office buildings. I know that they would or could not even share our criminal record checks, as they don't talk to each other readily.

To act out in anger against this deaf dumb entity is useless, and I think you found a misplaced alternative. I want to make peace with you dan but the hate has to be redirected or stop, LP's need to be judged on their own merits, and I don't think that LP's are all angels either.

I thought you might have a nice MMAR story to share, but I was wrong about your motives then and might still be now. Let us clear the air.

I'm pissed, no more MMAR means I can't hide behind sick and dying people, and take advantage of these people. No more piece of paper that let's me grow cannabis with no quality control, or fear of the police, that will haul me away for selling all that excess cannabis. Catch me if you can. I got a good lawyer. What about All those high school kids that are going to be pissed, where they going to get their chronic to smoke during breaks. Who's going to pay my montage now? what I gotta get a job? That's BS. What are those city workers going to do with all their time, if they aren't cleaning up all my illegal dump sites, pay to dump my toxic waste? Ya right. What is this world coming to? Compassionate, responsible, law abiding, environmentalist, my god, I'd rather die....

cheers itsme.

How do you follow that ?

still going
like the friggin energizer bunny