For the last couple of years, my sister has been telling me that I should go get a medical marijuana card.
She had gotten her medical marijuana card about various years earlier.
Both of us both suffered from dire rheumatoid arthritis. She told me that since getting her medical marijuana card and being able to purchase medical marijuana, she was walking and even taking long walks with her pet and children every night. She insisted that I go with her a single morning oh, but I could not make the walk. She turned to me and told me that if I were using medical marijuana, I would have been able to just continue the walk. The next day, she came to my condo and she helped me fill out all the information. She even drove me to the local Doctor Who helped Persons get their medical marijuana card. Since I no longer drove, my sister gave to get her caretakers marijuana card so that she could take me back and forth to the marijuana dispensary. I never honestly gave a lot of thought to getting a medical marijuana card if it had not been for my sister. I am sure that if I told her just how much difference the medical marijuana had made in my walking and in my life, she would laugh at me. The nice thing is, I would rather have my sister laughing at me for admitting how much medical marijuana has helped me, and having her feel sorry for me for needing to be in a wheelchair. I am honestly satisfied with the difference the medical marijuana made in my life.