My Dad put me down as her medical marijuana caretaker, but she asked me if it would be okay, since she could no longer drive.
She sad she couldn’t get dad to take her, & if she was late coming up-to-date home from work, she would have another way to get her medical marijuana; I agreed to help her out & get our caretaker’s medical marijuana ID card, then although I agreed, I wasn’t sure if it was something I wanted to do.
I knew multiple people who used marijuana, & I was regularly telling them it wasn’t fantastic for them. I was afraid of being called a hypocrite for buying medical marijuana for our Dad while telling them it was wrong. As long as Dad was calling the order in, & all I would need to do is option it up at the pick-up window, I was okay with that, however it wasn’t going to happen. She had to wait for me or dad to come up-to-date home before she could place her order, then her glaucoma had gotten so bad that she could barely see, & using a PC was out of the question. She could answer the PC, however not dial without a lot of fumbling… Using the computer wasn’t a option either. I had to go to the medical marijuana dispensary & option up the marijuana that she told me she needed. It embarrassed me to be at the medical marijuana dispensary, however as long as I was helping our mom, I was going to need to get over it. Sporadically you do things you don’t want to do; in order to make sure someone you like has everything they need.