For as long as they've been together, John and Linda have agreed to disagree on the topic of Cannabis. What Linda calls his dope; John calls his medicine. By now, the house wouldn't smell homey to even Linda without that faint whiff of herby skunk.
John will tell you that his blood runs green without the faintest hint of humour. He's used Cannabis every single day since the age of 14. At 60, he believes his body is a machine fueled by a well-oiled endocannabinoid system. This machine has been through a lot and normal wear n' tear does not describe the damage his active life has left him with. If he didn't smoke Cannabis he'd undoubtedly be one of the millions addicted to opioids for pain. Thank God for Cannabis.
Linda's pain treatment has not been so successful. She's been through the gamut of meds for pain and inflammation, never really finding relief. Lyr!ca, Cympa!ta, so many pills. The heating pad and a hot bath have been her comfort over the years, along with a glass of wine or two. No matter how many times John has urged her she refuses to even try his medicine.
Last month after reading about the success others were having with Cannabis infused oil, John decided to try to smoke less but ingest his cannabinoids in other ways at every meal. He'll tell you plain and simply that his life changed once he found The Magical Butter Machine. The crazy thing is, Linda will tell you the same thing.
The MBM got a workout that first month with John making butter and baking edibles, making tinctures and making oils. One night he took a cup of his freshly made Canna-Coconut oil and added some local Beeswax to it. When it was cooled he decided to do something he never did before and offered to rub some cream on Linda's legs. Her Fibromyalgea really made the back of her knees ache and stiffen after sitting for any length of time. So John rubbed some on both of them, kissed Linda on the forehead as she sat reading her e-reader, and went to watch hockey downstairs.
Within twenty minutes Linda stood atop the stairs yelling down at John about how good her legs felt. She'd tried other creams but they usually warmed or cooled or numbed while this just took away the pain and stiffness. She felt no pain but no numbness either. Because Linda thought Cannabis was only ever smoked, it never occurred to her that the cream would be made with it until she saw John's grinning face climbing the stairs to kiss her.
"I made it in my magic machine." he said and he kissed her on the nose.
"And THAT'S what you rubbed on my legs? Really?" squeaked Linda with a look of shock and awe on her face. Had she been so wrong for this long?
The two made their way to the kitchen where John proudly handed Linda the little jar of light green cream and just said, "Where does it hurt my love?".
The rest as they say is history for John and Linda. Sure, they still had pain and stiffness but now that they were ingesting their cannabinoids among healthy fats, their health is improving in ways they never imagined it would. Biological annoyances that they once took as simply part of aging are a thing of the past now and they've even bonded over baking their edible medibles.
That plant ... she's just good for everything!
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