chainedone
10-19-2010, 08:40 PM
Several years ago I was in an accident, involving both legs. The doctor, at the time, concluded only one leg was operable leaving me to deal with the pain and diminished capacity of the other leg. I have a severed PCL ligament, basically this is the strand that holds the top of the leg to the bottom and prevents the knee from bending backwards.
Over the years I had grown accustomed to the daily pain and steady wear of all the "cushion" between my knee bones. Recently the leg gave way again causing a burning sensation, tore out my ACL. Since I am self employed and have no insurance, surgery seems unlikely. The pain is pretty constant, as is the swelling and fluid buildup. I have been told by a surgeon I need a total knee replacement.
The other night I was in the hospital ER, first time in over five years I made such a trip. I was pumped full of morphine, which never phased me in the least. I went home in pain, woke up in pain and finally called my adult daughter. I told her I wanted some pot, bring me anything she could get, I was going to give it a try for pain relief.
Well what do ya know, it DOES work for pain. I have not had a feeling of being "high", not even once since I started smoking the day before my 42nd birthday. But I have had periods lasting up to an hour that were totally pain free.
Which is how I ended up here, researching, learning.. and I suppose I will venture into trying to grow it myself. I see my doctor again next week, I have told her on many visits that I was strongly considering smoking to help with pain- she always just grins, nothing more. The ER doctor, however, agreed it would be better for me then the 100+ vicodin I consume every month and still suffer in pain.
So here I am, ready to learn.. I even told my own mother, who then asked if I had enough to get me through.. which I found amusing, as if she were going to be running out to find it for me. I am not a drinker, and had not smoked pot since I was maybe 18 or 19, and then I really didn't care for it. Other then the one time I revenge smoked against my ex, who is a heavy user, he was on his last joint at an extremely dry time. I was mad, smoked the entire thing behind a locked door, then passed out for three hours. It was the only way I could think of to get back at him for acting like a jerk, and have it hurt. It worked, he was never a jerk again (at least in the scope of his then jerkiness).
Over the years I had grown accustomed to the daily pain and steady wear of all the "cushion" between my knee bones. Recently the leg gave way again causing a burning sensation, tore out my ACL. Since I am self employed and have no insurance, surgery seems unlikely. The pain is pretty constant, as is the swelling and fluid buildup. I have been told by a surgeon I need a total knee replacement.
The other night I was in the hospital ER, first time in over five years I made such a trip. I was pumped full of morphine, which never phased me in the least. I went home in pain, woke up in pain and finally called my adult daughter. I told her I wanted some pot, bring me anything she could get, I was going to give it a try for pain relief.
Well what do ya know, it DOES work for pain. I have not had a feeling of being "high", not even once since I started smoking the day before my 42nd birthday. But I have had periods lasting up to an hour that were totally pain free.
Which is how I ended up here, researching, learning.. and I suppose I will venture into trying to grow it myself. I see my doctor again next week, I have told her on many visits that I was strongly considering smoking to help with pain- she always just grins, nothing more. The ER doctor, however, agreed it would be better for me then the 100+ vicodin I consume every month and still suffer in pain.
So here I am, ready to learn.. I even told my own mother, who then asked if I had enough to get me through.. which I found amusing, as if she were going to be running out to find it for me. I am not a drinker, and had not smoked pot since I was maybe 18 or 19, and then I really didn't care for it. Other then the one time I revenge smoked against my ex, who is a heavy user, he was on his last joint at an extremely dry time. I was mad, smoked the entire thing behind a locked door, then passed out for three hours. It was the only way I could think of to get back at him for acting like a jerk, and have it hurt. It worked, he was never a jerk again (at least in the scope of his then jerkiness).