They sent me to a gynecologist, as well as I was a man.

I wanted to get medical marijuana.

I had been in a drastic automobile accident, as well as left without a leg, but 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 advocate 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, and she found the name as well as number of a doctor that was within several minutes of where I lived, as well as gave it to me. She told me to call them as well as make an appointment, but before I left her office, she told me to let them recognize 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 laying in a doctor’s office that had a waiting room full of pregnant women. I could not recognize our doctor had sent me to a gynecologist. What was worse was the titters of the women when I walked in as well as sat down. I could not recognize how annoyed I was that our doctor hadn’t told me I could only get our medical marijuana ID card, by going to a gynecologist.

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