Quote Originally Posted by Shelbay
wonder how you were before your coma?
Class Clown of '93, baseball scholarship. But the last year before my coma (11/1/94) was interesting. I smoked pot chronically at The College of St. Rose, ironically, the only time in my life that I made the Dean's list or Honor roll. Smoked, but drank a lot more, with friends from high school, at SUNY Plattsburgh and then had a regular connection, along with my roommate buying me beer (18 a night), when I moved to Virginia Beach.

I was in a coma for ten days, the last day they were gonna keep me hooked up to life-support. I've came to the conclusion that the recent boost in activation of the cannabinoid receptors, and the neuroprotectiveness it afforded, was the difference between life and death, for me.

Pot was created, obviously, for Pot Receptors. Just like a key for a lock. Or eyelids for sleep. Pot Receptors regulate our body from the abuse, physically or emotionally, that the World has put on our natural bodies. Luckily, I don't need it to forget a painful occurence(s), just a pain.