It was embarrassing telling the doctor I used medical marijuana.
I don’t know why, even though I was embarrassed to tell my doctor I used medical marijuana.
He turned & looked at me in question, because he was asking if I was taking any other medicine, either prescriptive or OTC.
I sat there & stared at him, then I whispered I was using medical marijuana. I tried to explain it wasn’t pure marijuana, however it had more CBD than THC. It worked to take care of my aches & pain, even though I never used it to get high. I felt like I was a little boy caught with my hand in the cookie jar right before dinner was put on the table. He sat by the laptop & just stared at me. A part of me wanted to confess I did get high on the first batch of medical marijuana their pharmacist suggested. I hadn’t gotten high since, & I didn’t want to. I hated how I felt when I was high, & I swore if it ever happened again I was going to call the state. I would supply my medical marijuana ID card back to the state, & they could keep my application fee. After thirty seconds of silence, I realized he was going through something else on my chart. He was talking to me about the results of my recent bloodwork, & I was still obsessing over admitting to using medical marijuana. I waited for him to tell me he thought it was wrong, however there was nothing further said. When I left his office, I waited to hear some of the doctors tittering that I was the boy who was using medical marijuana & divulged it to the doctor.