I knew a man, he was a hippie in the 60's, a character taken right out of "Easy Rider", riding his Honda from Philly to Wyoming and back in a few days. I knew a man who started working at the Steel Mill at age 18 and continued working there until they shutdown. I knew a man who re-sided and re-shingled his entire house by himself in a weekend. I knew a man who was an avid RC airplane/helicopter pilot. I knew a man who watched his wife battle breast cancer and lose. I knew a man who would spend his days on his boat with his dog fishing.
I know a man who lost over 50 pounds after one bout of Chemo. I know a man who can't control his movements. I know a man who can't hook his boat trailer up. I know a man who can't cast a fishing rod. I know a man who can barely stand up straight. I know a man who can't eat more than 2 bites at dinner. I know a man who has to go to the hospital to get fluids through IV to live. I know a man who lost his will to live and is pissed at the world. I know a man who is suffering from Stage 3 non-small cell squamous lung cancer, and I can't give him the care he needs to live a better life.
This man is my father-in-law and has to live with my family because he can no longer care for himself.
I know that if I could introduce some Medical Cannabis into his diet, things would not change overnight, but I know that it would improve his quality of life.
~Ryan Yeager, Bucks County