My sibling was in a work accident last year, that left him with a lot of disfigurement to his leg. The healthcare worker told him he would never have the strength to walk constantly, plus he might consider applying for social security disability. My sibling was only forty, plus he swore he would not be getting disability. He was going to do his task, even if it meant eating ibuprofen as a major meal. I was proud of my sibling, although I was hoping he wasn’t setting himself up for more heartache. After the accident, his partner left him, because she couldn’t sit seeing him go through so much pain, plus he moved in with my hubby plus I until he was done with his rehab. He was talking to my hubby plus asked what he would do. My hubby told him he would do just what he was doing. He had a family to support, plus he had his self-esteem. He would not take this lying down, plus he would do whatever he could to get back on his feet. He provided my sibling a hug plus told him we were there for him while he was getting back on his feet. My hubby was reading an article about medical marijuana. The article said that medical marijuana had a lot of healing properties. He proposed my sibling talk to his healthcare worker about medical marijuana. If nothing else, medical marijuana could help him deal with his pain while go through physical therapy. My sibling was at the healthcare worker’s office the next week, plus within four weeks, he was back on the right track with the help of medical marijuana.