Mom asked me to take her to the cannabis dispensary.
It took me aback last week when my mom asked me to take her to the cannabis dispensary. I didn’t know mom had a medical marijuana card, let alone that she was using marijuana. She told me she had been using it since she had her knee replacements done. She hadn’t healed as well as she thought she should, and she was in a lot of pain. The doctor told her the surgeon who did her knee replacements had done a lot of damage to the nerves and tendons, and she had a hairline fracture in her femur. It was going to take months for healing to complete. I was upset about what she told me, because she had never mentioned it, and I felt like I should have been able to help her. All I could do was take her to the cannabis dispensary whenever she asked. I couldn’t go into the marijuana dispensary with her, so I ended up sitting in the car. When she came out, she was carrying a bag that looked like a prescription bag from the pharmacy. I asked if she got everything she needed, and she showed me what she picked up. I hoped the few products would last her a while, but I noticed how much it cost. She told me she had about two months of marijuana product, and she would be fine. I hoped she would ask for help other than going to the medical marijuana dispensary, now that I knew what was wrong. I hoped she would call me, but I didn’t think she would.