I salute you.Tumor count in my liver is up to seven, an new tumor every thirty days since January. Fourteen years with a single tumor now this. I think I have turned a corner.
The clinic finally relented and put me in hospice care without all the invasive procedures I have been refusing. A friend got a biopsy and three months later had 90 new tumors and a month after that was dead. No cutting into the cancer for me, no way.
Of interest was the bottle of morphine pills. Take what I need and call in if it gets low. Huh? After all the crap I went through for the past two years, I almost got angry.
Then the prize, a bottle of concentrated morphine, enough for guaranteed death should I take the whole tablespoon's worth.
That was a totally out of character surprise I did not expect. This is not publicized in the brochures as far as I know.
I have been using concentrates for several years, a bit over a gram every five days. In the three days since starting pure morphine in any dose I like I have had two tokes.
I have a personal prohibition against taking more than 30 mg a day of morphine so I expect I will be back on the concentrate soon.
But meanwhile, no pain and no high. A rather different experience for me. This is the least amount I have smoked in so many years I cannot be sure of the number.
Something our government is doing correctly, I am flat out amazed. Really, how many policies have actually made sense lately?
A island of sanity in a nation gone insane, who would have thought?