They sent me to a gynecologist, and I was a man.

I wanted to get medical marijuana.

I had been in a serious car accident, and left without a leg. Although there wasn’t a leg there, I still had what the doctors called phantom pain. The doctors told me that if I were to go to a doctor that could recommend marijuana for me, I would find some comfort from the pain. Whether it was physical or mental, some people could relax enough to allow the pain to not take over. Although marijuana has a physical effect if there is enough THC in it, some people find solace even when there is no THC. He found the name and number of a doctor that was within five minutes of where I lived, and gave it to me. He told me to call them and make an appointment. Before I left his office, he told me to let them know upfront that I was calling for an appointment about medical marijuana. I was sure why it was imperative I do that upfront, but I was okay telling the receptionist I wanted an appointment to get medical marijuana. Two days later, I was standing in a doctor’s office that had a waiting room full of pregnant women. I couldn’t believe my doctor had sent me to a gynecologist. What was worse was the titters of the women when I walked in and sat down. I couldn’t believe how angry I was that my doctor hadn’t told me I could only get my medical marijuana ID card, by going to a gynecologist.

Medical Marijuana Card Application