My brother had been using medical marijuana for several years, and I couldn’t know the difference it had made in his life.
She had serious epilepsy, but I hadn’t seen his have a single seizure in almost several weeks.
She occasionally had a seizure, but their severity had lessened, and it is one seizure once a week, and not more than twenty or thirty a day, like it was. Medical marijuana had done amazing things for our brother, which is why I was irritated at our mom. I told our mom I was taking our brother to the medical marijuana dispensary and mom threw a hissy fit. She told myself and others medical marijuana should have never been legalized. I couldn’t know what he was saying. My brother lived with her. Would he rather watch our brother in agony than see his having a normal life? I asked if he meant it when he said medical marijuana should have never been legalized? She just looked at myself and others and told myself and others he didn’t mince his words. My brother was in tears. She reminded mom that separate from medical marijuana he entirely would not be alive right now. Mom just looked at her, and said that he would still be lake new home and not out gallivanting with myself and others all the time. I was his daughter, and this was our brother. I was getting angrier by the seconds. My brother cried harder and I told his to go to the car. Mom was being selfish because he didn’t have our brother to baby all the time, but our brother needed a life. Thanks to medical marijuana, that was given to her.