I’ve spent the past 10 days dealing with a very painful back. I’ve had to deal with back problems for the past 25 years, but I’m actually very fortunate; I can walk short distances, I can cut the grass, I can ride my bicycle and even lift objects of moderate weight. Trouble is; I hurt. I hurt constantly. Some days are just a lot worse than others. Some days my legs go numb and I’m prone to fall. But under any circumstances; I hurt. Every day of every week, of every month.
So what?? Everyone has problems, get over it.
Well I know of something that makes the pain virtually disappear. Trouble is, I can’t use it. It’s pot. I’m fucked.
Until about 4 years ago, I could do the occasional dube in the evening to ease the pain. I’ve never been one of those people that smoke from the minute they wake up until they go back to bed. I’m more of the type that has a smoke, then falls asleep. But it is one happy, pain-free, sleep! Unfortunately, 4 years ago I lost my job and had to go into contract employment.
Now if you aren’t familiar with contracting it is very easy to understand. The company you work for ‘eliminates’ your job, then they hire you back paying you nothing but an hourly rate. No medical, no vacation, no dental, no holidays, no paid time off. AND you are now constantly interviewing for a job. That means you get to take lots of pre-employment drug tests!
So, no medicinal pot for the old fat man. That is why I haven’t put any rants out here in the past few days; I’ve been bonding with my ice packs. But I’m back to where I was able to ride my bike yesterday and who knows, maybe tomorrow I’ll do it again!
Oh yeah, so fat boy has moved out of the white house. Big deal. When I see that asshole in leg-irons heading for a penitentiary, then I'll be happy.