Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Stage IV Prostate Cancer, Hemp Oil, and Over Fifty

My plan for this post  subject would be about the past and regrets.  Instead I'm briefly going to write about my new cure in hand.  I am not grasping at final straws.  I'm also fairly intelligent.  For you older than I, I write this for you because Hemp really isn't the devil weed personified.

Admittedly, the oil is hard to procure even in my state.  However there are groups of people who want to take care of we who suffer from the Effing Evil Empire [cancer of any kind].  Today was the first successful acquirement of medicine.

This afternoon we drove over to a neatly trimmed home, though legal, I won't describe.  A very nice person met us at the door and purposely checked our papers.  Nope, not those kind of papers, legal papers.  After a nice conversation my wife and I walked off with an envelope of medicine.  In this case there was no co-pay.

Inside the envelope are two containers, well syringes to be exact.  Quit freaking out.  This medicine is taken orally and the syringe allows you to measure precisely the dosage.  The "pill bottle" looks like this:



Don't freak out...those two containers hold the beginning of my cure.  They just look scary because I can't focus my phone camera.  Sorry.

I know I can't OD from this medicine but I hate being high so I, internally, listened to the dosage guide.  That said....I took less than you see in this picture, much less:





Take charge of your longevity.

Talk to you later