For those that don't know me my name is Raven. I have been on every pain med, besides Fentynal, that the medical profession has to offer for the last 6 years. In May of this year it was pointed out to me (and was actually the truth) that at the very least I had become physically if not physcologically dependent on them. I did a 28 day stint in rehab and then started from scratch. Gp started me back on small dose of Tramadol and in the beginning and for awhile it worked but by the end of August it became apparent that the dose was either going to have to be increased or the morphine was going to have to be reintroduced. I seriously didnt want to do either of those options so tossed away all the narcotics and went back to the smoking of marijuana three times a day. Not only is it my wonder drug for the pain of fibro and my brain tumor but I consider it a miracle drug for bi polar as it keeps my manic episodes controlable. My X cornered me last week and read me the riot act for going back to smoking instead of using the pain meds. Sort of pissed me off. Told her actually it was no longer any of her concern as we are no longer together. Also pissed me off as I dont happen to think marijuana is addictive or a gateway to harder drugs. Marijuana has NEVER been listed with the AMA as a direct cause of death anywhere which unfortunatly cant be said of pain meds. In the end years down the road who knows I may have to start using the morphine again and know for a fact when in the hospital the morphine is pushed on me as they dont offer a bowl and a bag but when home I will choose natures medicine each and every time.
Love & Peace
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