Speaking of being in a parallel universe, I was visiting my cardiologist when I heard him say, “Have you considered marijuana?”
Was I in the Twilight Zone? No, what we dreamed of in our youth has become real. There have got to be easily a dozen cannabis dispensaries in this little town. It was simply a bit jarring hearing my cardiologist suggesting pot as a perfect drug. Sometimes the most unreal thing can be reality.

I grew up in a world where getting busted for having a couple of joints in your pocket could land you in jail for a long time. A world in which marijuana was thought by the blind and stupid as a gateway drug to a life of dissipation and degradation. Which would end with you face down in a gutter in some part of town where even the cops won’t go. I think that booze will do that and except for our brief sojourn into prohibition, it was always legal.
Pot won’t land you in the gutter, but it can put you soundly to sleep. Today I live in a world where doctors recommend pot. For everything or just for fun because yes, it’s not just medical anymore. It’s also just for the heck of it.
My mother was born in 1910. A child during World War 1, married during World War 2, she saw the emergence of the automobile, the building of our system of roads, electricity everywhere. She saw the first TV, then cable TV, computers becoming a thing everyone had in their home. From a horse-drawn world to men walking on the moon, she saw an astonishing amount of change in her lifetime — and it wasn’t a long life, either.
By the time she passed, there were two or more cars in every driveway and yet we still hand a mangle washing machine in our basement — probably officially an antique now. I remember when I was maybe 9 or 10 and shouted, “Oh look, a horse and cart!”
Mom looked bemused. “When I was your age,” she said, “We used to shout “Oh look, a motor-car!”
And today, my cardiologist suggested I use cannabis. What a world, eh?
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Everyone around me either smokes or eats it. I don’t like altered mental states but the creams are great.
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It’s also pretty good for loosening up tight muscles when too much exercise has you aching — and can help you sleep. Most of it is a bit too strong for me but when I hurt, I’ll eat a piece at bedtime and get a much better night’s sleep. As a fun drug, though, today’s pot is so much stronger than the stuff we got in college, it is a bit overwhelming.
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I’m a newbie on the bandwagon.
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I never really smoked it cos I’m too allergic to stuff like that, plus I have always had asthma, but I’d love to loosen up my hip flexors and IT band!
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I can’t inhale. It triggers my asthma, but I can do “edibles.” The trick is finding ones that are strong enough, but not too strong. I’ve landed in the 5mg level which is on the rather weak end of the edibles, but it’s plenty for me. The edibles taste really good too.
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Don’t they make you hungry? I don’t like things that make me gain weight. Plus I don’t like not being in control of ME.
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They made me hungry years ago, but not really now. I’m so controlled, I enjoy NOT being in control of me once in a while. Not all the time, mind you, but sometimes.
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It’s becoming more and more common nowadays.
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I think it was always common — just hidden. Now, it’s a huge and very profitable market. A lot of people are making a lot of money — including the state which collects the taxes on it.
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I can visualize Bogie sipping bourbon and munching on an edible as he tunes up a punk.
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Perhaps it was. It’s not something people admit to doing here. A cultural thing I suppose?
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I think it’s because it became mostly legal here so people feel free to talk about it. But I assure you, until the laws changed, we did NOT talk about it, especially not openly like here.
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That’s very understandable.
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