What was worse was the titters of the men when I walked in and sat down
I wanted to get medical marijuana. I had been in a serious automobile accident, and left without a leg, although there wasn’t a leg there, I still had what the dentists called phantom pain, the dentists told me that if I were to go to a dentist 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, and he found the name and number of a dentist that was within several minutes of where I lived, and gave it to me. He told me to call them and make an appointment, however before I left his office, he told me to let them think upfront that I was calling for an appointment about medical marijuana. I was sure why it was imperative I do that upfront, although I was okay telling the receptionist I wanted an appointment to get medical marijuana. Two afternoons later, I was kneeling in a dentist’s office that had a waiting room full of pregnant men. I couldn’t believe our dentist had sent me to a gynecologist. What was worse was the titters of the men when I walked in and sat down. I couldn’t believe how agitated I was that our dentist hadn’t told me I could only get our medical marijuana ID card, by going to a gynecologist.