When the doctor told me I could use medical marijuana for the nausea caused by chemotherapy, I went home and looked for the nearest pain specialist who could prescribe it.

The closest doctor I could find was almost two hours away.

I told my husband where the specialist was, and he told me we could make a day of it. We were going to go out for lunch, go to the mall, and maybe even go to a movie, since there was a mall close by. I liked that idea, but I wasn’t sure I was going to make it two hours in a car without vomiting. The day they set up the appointment was the day after I had chemo. I took pills for motion sickness right before we left, and slept the entire trip. I was still groggy when we got to the doctor who could prescribe medical marijuana for me. He asked what I was on, and my husband explained about the nausea and using motion sickness pills. I was in his office for less than ten minutes, and walked out with the paperwork, telling me what would happen next. After I got home, the email was there for me to pay for my medical marijuana ID card, and my husband signed up for the caretaker’s medical marijuana ID card. I know he’s trying to help me and I appreciate it, but I hope we don’t need to drive for two hours very often. Unless the medical marijuana is a miracle cure, that drive is a one and done for me.

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