Who do I contact? Somebody shoot me down.

My girlfriend quit her job. She doesn't have the capacity to gain a new one, as easily as an ordinary individual. My primary care physician and my ophthalmologist will be given an ultimatum.

Cannabis sativa for my eyes, or, the Uninsured Employer's Fund of Virginia shells out hundreds of thousand's of dollars, for surgery, to re-align my eyeballs. The glasses that were given to me have made no difference. They are expensive glasses with thin frames, that's it.

Medicare/Medicaid must chop off half of my body. They need to get rid of this frustration I feel, everyday. They paid for the year's worth of drugs that didn't have a positive effect. I'm erasing the rest of this.

For those who are still concerned, I'm going straight to the doctors.

Hey beachguy in thongs,



all they gave you were $500.00 worth of glasses! thats pitiful !stingy govs !

ya gotta embrace the glasses, do they care if ya have food, warmth, a roof?

Im no stranger to fallin on hard times, sorry for your plight ((


in the future when your rich these will b the good ol days

keep buggin the crap out of em

sqeak gets the grease


Im not sure if lawyers are a good thing

law counsel does makes folks listen

dey knows how to scribble it better on paper



I have a lawyer but I do all the work ~


good luck

enjoy the new specs ~~

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Originally Posted by silkyblue

Hey beachguy in thongs,



all they gave you were $500.00 worth of glasses! thats pitiful !stingy govs !

ya gotta embrace the glasses, do they care if ya have food, warmth, a roof?

Im no stranger to fallin on hard times, sorry for your plight ((


in the future when your rich these will b the good ol days

keep buggin the crap out of em

sqeak gets the grease


Im not sure if lawyers are a good thing

law counsel does makes folks listen

dey knows how to scribble it better on paper



I have a lawyer but I do all the work ~


good luck

enjoy the new specs ~~

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They may be worth more than $500.00. I'm not in the optometric business. I shouldn't be giving appraisals. The Uninsured Employer's Fund did pay for all the "extras" that my ophthalmologist was pushing for, with thin, refraction lenses.

I've written my representative, telling her that the Uninsured Employer's Fund of Virginia will be the next place to lose hundreds of thousand's of dollars over me.

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in the future when your rich these will b the good ol days

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Napoleon Hill wrote that desire and faith will materialize the spiritual world you've created through thought. That's what I'm counting on.

Well, I'm not sure where I left off, in my updates, but, one of two cannabis doctors wrote me back. He said that he forwarded my letter to Patients Out Of Time, and explained, to me, how it is based in Virginia. He checked my MySpace page, and said it was really good. There's little on it (the photo album having the most content), however, because my blog disappears as soon as you open up the page.

An ophthamologist (I may have mentioned) said, on November 30, 2007, thirteen years after the accident causing double-vision, that my eyes were not working together. I told him, that day, that I had not smoked cannabis for three days.

I went back, for a 1:20 p.m. appointment, a couple weeks ago, and, beforehand, I told him that I woke up at 7 a.m., took my first hit at 9:00, my second at 11:59, and, my third at 12:29. After the tests, he said that my eyes were working together. This test was done thirteen, and a half, years after the double-vision inducing accident.

I proved that it was Cannabis. He said, "It looks like the glasses are working."

Whatever, but, I've sent out some more e-mails, asking for direction. My second to Patients Out Of Time and my fifth to my local representative. I, also, e-mailed the cannabis doctor, from California, who had sent me to Patients Out Of Time, out of Virginia. I told him that I have a Facebook page, and, he wrote me back, saying that he liked my MySpace page, but, he never signed up for Facebook.

A while ago, I had sent him a copy of the letter that I wrote to Law Enforcement Against Prohibition (L.E.A.P.). That was after his first reply, when he told me to feel free to share more of my story. That is an extensive letter. Well, the other day, I sent him a copy of the letter I had sent to Patients Out Of Time and Thelma Drake (my local legislator).

Thanks for being here for me, for three years and five days, Cannabis.com.

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Originally Posted by silkyblue

Hey beachguy in thongs,



all they gave you were $500.00 worth of glasses! thats pitiful !stingy govs !

ya gotta embrace the glasses, do they care if ya have food, warmth, a roof?




good luck

enjoy the new specs ~~

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Thanks, silkyblue!

OOps wrong thread. :D

RE: lawyers. Did you try any national civil liberty lawyers, like Gloria Allred (Alred) in California, Los Angeles!

Don't know if you would be a case in yourself, but a class action suit??

Just a thot!

You are back on line--so, I expect you got some $ somehow! Glad at least that is looking up for you!

I have alot of problems from an accident and just bad luck! But, I refuse to be a victim and go around suing: I can only blame myself for being in the wrong place at the wrong time! You have to let all that anger go so you can think! And work to get yourself better!

You are definitely not alone. In fact, you are fortunate you can have a good day once in a while! Them good days get fewer and farer in between!

pr:rastasmoke:

I have written some lawyers, including every single one within 250 miles N.O.R.M.L. has listed on it's website. I only have money to stay online because my Father gives me everything that he can. My girl has been out of a job for months, and now she's pregnant.

I can't see why anyone would want me to live my life, the way I do without cannabis. It's like breaking a racehorses' hindlegs and then putting him to sleep for not winning a race. Well, you shouldn't have broken the horse's legs in the first place. You could've of, at least, helped him out by giving him a motorized wheelchair to race with.

And people say that it's important for us to live our lives the way God intended. Cannabis allows me to be the person I was, before I smoked Pot.

beachguyinthongs,


good to see ya still 'kickin it

someday everything will have answers

can your Optician help you? Doctors signing papers gets alot done

my Mom is blind'

shes been on Disability '

a wong time'



have hope
theres a method to the madness

anger does not pay the bills


I love pot

An excellent civil liberty lawyer will travel to you, in most case's. like the one I mentioned. I actually met her well almost 30 years ago. She has a lot of experience. I have seen her case's all over the U.S. I get east and west coast channels. She defends people there and gets there to do it! I'd guess, her fee, if taken would be regulated by the state of some percentage of earnings. If she doesn't take your case, you don't have a very good case.

You are very fortunate that you can do anything that gets you back to the state of health you were in before. Not all of us can do that.

You suffered a lot and have. At some point, you need to just get over what happened and just deal with it and let the anger go. Get on with your life. You need to do it, if for no other reason, jr in mommies belly! And mommy! Most people have little to do with those with medical problems, count your blessings. Be grateful to your family and friends.

Nothing is going to change what happened to you, it was an unfortunate and sad accident. I went and got myself some serious mental help to get over the anger from mine. I did it within months. Work one day and not able to the next. It is a traumatic change--adjust. You will be better for it. and for money--there are free clinics all over the place, look. pr :hippy:

I have medicare & medicaid, so I can go to my primary-care physician for free. I can go to whatever doctor he refers me to, for free. I get all the medications, they prescribe, for free.

I could pay $30 to see a psychologist, whom I was referred to in order for the state to pay for my schooling. He knows me well, and would help me straighten out my thoughts.

I would rather deteriorate in front of everyone's eyes. I swear, one week ago, I saw a man laugh, almost shockingly, as he came around the corner of a supermarket, as I stood there straight up. He may have seen me around the area walking with an old lady, and a cane. I smoked pot because the lady had given me $20 to bring her to the store.

Then, the sixty year-old lady gave me $50 to get her a bag.

edit: I made a mistake. All the medicine was free because I was going through a lawsuit.

I am in severe pain, three days a week. I was referred to Patients Out Of Time, by Dr. Frank Lucido, out of California, and that organization is based out of Virginia.

They wanted me to get a note, from my ophthalmologist, saying that he'd prescribe me cannabis, if it were legal. Seeing that I proved, by taking tests thirteen, and, thirteen and one-half years later, that cannabis corrects my double-vision, I thought that it would be no problem.

The first time that I called, I talked to his wife (because the receptionist was ill), and couldn't talk to him, but, she said that she didn't think that he would do it. So, I get a call back from his receptionist, and, she said two things.

"If it were up to me, I'd say, 'Grow it!'"
and
"Dr. Moayery is totally against pot."

My first child is due in a month. If I'm not in severe pain, I'm recovering from the severe pain. What am I supposed to tell my child? I will be in utterly severe pain, when I can't even spend the little extra alms, given to me by concerned senior citizens.

My advice to anyone who wakes up out of a coma, stay in it. Later on in life, you may be smashed by a Navy guy (a thousand miles from his home in Georgia), live in pain for the rest of your life, confuse your head with millions of thoughts per second (most of them to defeat the samurai warrior (slashing at your thigh), the technology student (clamping down your foot in an industrial clamp), the fence-posts that you step on (with your left-foot), the occasional reminder not to breath too deeply, constantly hanging your non-throwing arm (like you've just tried to throw a 85-MPH hard slider, after not throwing for months), and, being disturbed by every touch on your left-side (because, then, the whole side hurts)), and then the rest.

I can't even get my story out. I've contacted so many people. I've made doctors appointments, particularly to inform them that cannabis does what they can't, and, written so many people, so many times.

The day after I had written a local representative, for a Virginia decriminalization-bill, I wrote him, again. This time, I ended with "Someone important will see what Cannabis could mean to them, if something as horrible, as what happened to me, happens to them." The next day, Obama's half-brother was arrested. Now, that's not as horrible, but, it may have possibly hit home, with Obama, through his father.

My daughter's name will be Saige Marie. I'm already looking forward to showing her how to do research, using PubMed ( PubMed Home ). :pimp: