Pubdate: Thu, 19 Mar 2009
Source: Illinois Times (IL)
Copyright: 2009 Yesse Communications
Contact:  http://www.illinoistimes.com
Details: http://www.mapinc.org/media/206
Author: Dennis Garland
Note: Dennis M. Garland, 60, of Chatham has been disabled since 1987. 
Before that he was a parts manager at Heritage Chevrolet in Auburn. 
In the 1970s and early '80s he worked as a bartender in several 
Springfield establishments, including the Wooden Nickel, O'Malley's, 
and Baur's Opera House.
Referenced: http://www.mapinc.org/drugnews/v09/n228/a07.html

I NEED MEDICAL MARIJUANA

I read with interest your article on medical marijuana [see "Medical 
marijuana," by R.L. Nave, IT, Feb. 26]. I then read the letters to 
the editor in the March 5 issue and I take issue with one writer, who 
states that he doesn't smoke but he knows all about marijuana and is 
certain there is no medical use for the drug. How fortunate he is to 
know intrinsically the value of a drug that he doesn't use and hasn't studied.

I was born with a defect in my spine [spondylolisthesis] that 
bothered me all my life and finally, when I was 55, it required a 
surgery to fuse several of my vertebrae. At this time I also 
developed peripheral neuropathy. At the age of 58 I was declared 
totally disabled and am currently surviving on a meager Social Security check.

There is no cure for my neuropathy. It just keeps steadily getting 
worse. The pain level is impressive. I am in pain every hour of every 
day of my life and will be as long as I'm alive. I am taking six 
different high-powered drugs, all of which have the side effect of 
putting me to sleep. The main pain relief prescribed for me is 
morphine, a terrible drug that steals your life away.

At this time I spend most of my waking hours sitting in one room. I 
leave the house perhaps twice a month, once to get my prescriptions 
refilled and my wife tries to buy me lunch at least once a month just 
to get me out and let me see the world. I wake up each morning 
knowing that today is going to be worse than yesterday but not as bad 
as tomorrow, as I slowly lose the use of my feet and hands.

A friend gave me a half ounce of marijuana for Christmas [I can't 
afford to buy it any more.] and I found that it helped me in a number 
of ways. It acts as a painkiller but it also greatly eases my despair 
and the depression over my medical condition. I don't smoke much, 
just a small bowl in the evening, which is the time of day when the 
pain is the worst. I find that no matter how depressing my day may 
be, the thought that come evening I'll be able to get some relief, 
both emotional and physical, does me a world of good.

Legalizing medical marijuana would be a godsend to me. If I could 
either have access to an affordable supply or at least be able to 
grow my own, it would go a long way towards helping me cope with my situation.

I do not write this letter seeking sympathy. I do not like discussing 
my situation and I have never asked "Why me?". Each life has its ups 
and downs and this just gets to be my experience. The only reason I 
have written today is to hopefully educate folks like your letter 
writer, who badly needs to get a clue about medical marijuana and the 
suffering it can lessen.
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MAP posted-by: Jay Bergstrom