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Easy Box Brownies Cannabis Infusion!

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Welcome back to Free My Cure.  My name is Nicola and I am a Terminal Stage 4 cancer patient.  I turned to cannabis 4 years ago and I haven’t looked back since.  I have improved my quality of life by 10 percent and I don’t plan on stopping here.  Join me on the journey to find a cure for my cancer using cannabis!

Ingredients:
1 box Ghirardelli Caramel Turtle Brownie Mix
1/4 cup or 60 ml. water
1/3 cup or 70 ml infused cannabis coconut oil
1 egg
30 ml Infused chocolate
1 12 oz bag of Ghirardelli semi-sweet chocolate chips
30ml Infused Caramel if desired
Preheat oven to 325 degrees, and prepare your  8×8 metal pan with 1 teaspoon cannabutter and 1 teaspoon powdered sugar.  use clean cheesecloth to apply a thin coat of cannabutter to the inside of the pan, then thinly apply powdered sugar evenly around the pan, set aside.
I personally can’t eat nuts not because of allergy but I sift the nuts out the nuts with a collendar adding the mix to my mixer.  Add the water, oil, egg, and chocolate to mixer and mix.  Once mixed completely and hand mixed with a spatula add the chocolate chips and pour into buttered pan.  Cut open caramel pouch and add it to the infused caramel and warm on the stove while continually stirring, once warmed about 5 minutes on medium heat spoon the caramel in lines around your pan of brownie mix.  Cook brownies in the oven at 325 for about 50 minutes, checking the temperature of the oven often not to overreact your cannabis.  Cool and eat as desired.  When reheating brownie heat it on a metal pan in the oven at 325 degrees for about 10 minutes serve with ice cream and enjoy!

 

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Any extreme behavior on behalf of any 1 group is racist!! Black Lives Matter Is Rasist!

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Welcome back to Free My Cure.  My name is Nicola and I am a Terminal Stage 4 cancer patient.  I turned to cannabis 4 years ago and I haven’t looked back since.  I have improved my quality of life by 10 percent and I don’t plan on stopping here.  Join me on the journey to find a cure for my cancer using cannabis!

Extreme behavior on behalf of any one group is racist, Yes this means the kkk and black lives matter are racists organizations!  Yes, I said it these are racist organizations and I don’t feel capitalizing their names or their organizations is in the best interests of humanity.

I know my words will be met with much criticism online, and I know I will be quoted out of context, but I can’t be quiet any longer.  As a terminal cancer patient I look around and see a beautiful world, beautiful people, and great friendships around the world and then I see all this hate.

Hate is a learned behavior, a behavior we are all better than.  In today’s world, we have all this technology, technology that we can use to teach others, help others, get help, and to just connect to people around the world, so I have to ask why?  Why must we tear each other down to make ourselves feel better?

Please don’t get me wrong there are good and bad people in every group of people, not to mention fake friends, fake news, gossip, bigotry, and most egos.  The different organizations like black lives matter, the kkk, the republicans, the democrats, etc. are twisting the news and propaganda to fit their narrative, and spread without fact-checking.  I feel these groups are pushing a race war agenda and that scares the hell out of me.

I believe we can overcome racism, I also don’t believe the majority of the people of the world want a war, and I believe if we all take a look in the mirror we can change the youth of tomorrow.

The sooner we look at these organizations and say we won’t stand for segregation, we won’t stand for only one group mattering, all people matter.  We all bleed the same color, and we all belong to the same race The Human Race.

White [people] if you don’t have any descendants, will your property to a Black or Brown family. Preferably one that lives in generational poverty. … White [people] if you can afford to downsize give up the home you own to a Black or Brown family. Preferably a family from generational poverty. … White [people], re-budget your monthly so you can donate to Black funds for land purchasing.

This quote from black lives matters really got to me, not because I’m white, not because I’m racist, and not because I have no compassion, but because I have never had “white privilege”.  I grew up with a single mom during the 70’s and 80’s, and we scraped by year after year, we went without electricity for a year, we’ve lived in the poorest areas at times, and my mom’s boyfriends sucked at times.  I was abused sexually, physically, and mentally for many years.

When I look back at my childhood and life I don’t see privilege, I see all the years I fought and worked for everything I have, and it’s not much.  I see when I got sick and diagnosed with terminal cancer, my employer dropped me on my ass because they didn’t want to see me go through it, and I see a bucket list I want to complete every day and can’t because no matter what my skills are and how good my skills are I can’t find a job.  I, however, would have to say the worst part is I couldn’t even get the medical treatments I needed because I didn’t have the right insurance or enough money so if this is white privilege I guarantee nobody wants it.

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The 100 drag challenge

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Welcome back to Free My Cure.  My name is Nicola and I am a Terminal Stage 4 cancer patient.  I turned to cannabis 4 years ago and I haven’t looked back since.  I have improved my quality of life by 10 percent and I don’t plan on stopping here.  Join me on the journey to find a cure for my cancer using cannabis!

I took this challenge for cannabis research and raise cannabis awareness, and I will be passing the challenge along to other passionate cannabis uses.  I started using cannabis 3 years ago for the first time and discovered relief, real relief.  I have been on every pain medication known to man and never really achieved complete relief, for an example if I was at an 8 (on the pain scale) in the hospital they would give me intervenes Dilaudid, however, my pain number would only drop to a 4.  This is normal according to most pain management doctors, and mostly I was ok with the leftover pain it reminds me I’m still alive.

During the last 2 years, I started weaning off a majority of my medications.  We have decided this for a few reasons, I have been using Big Pharma’s drugs for 30+ years and I have developed many additional conditions other than just cancer.   I personally never used illegal drugs before cannabis, I stopped drinking 10+ years ago, and I took care of myself, so I have to ask why me?

My first major run-in with big Pharma was a drug called Lupron.  Lupron is a time release injection that lasts 30 days, every 12 to 18 hours the Lupron would activate in my system and I would have to stab myself in the leg with an Epi-pen and then proceed to the ER where they monitored me for a couple of hours and then sent me home.  We tried taking Benadryl and a couple of other allergy medications every 4 hours to head off the allergy, but it wasn’t as effective.  This went on for the entire month, I was so irritated and wanted to know why there wasn’t a test they could have done before giving me the medications that could have avoided the entire situation, but that wasn’t an option then.

I had several more run in with Big Pharma and doctors that push big pharma, I have had Big Pharma’s drugs mess me up in the head so bad that I would take the medications and forget where I was, what I was doing, I even couldn’t remember my husband one night when I woke up to go to the bathroom, I couldn’t figure out where I was or who he was, he found me about 20 minutes later crying in the bathtub.  I have been so addicted to pain medications that I have slept walked to take more, my husband had to hide my medications from me.

Treatment infers that with help I can get better, however, the help I received was drugs, drugs, and more drugs where does it end?  I am doing this challenge to show other patients as well as all the cannabis haters, I can medicate without these major side effects, without my husband being afraid to roll over in the morning and the light in my eyes is gone because I overdosed in my sleep, and missing the person I was because Big Pharma turned me into a zombie, which happens more than you think.

To this day no one has overdosed on cannabis, I actually have a cancer cell reduction, I went from 30 different medications a day to 3 medications plus cannabis, and the worst side effect I have personally gotten from cannabis is euphoria, creativity, relaxation, giggles, and so much less pain without all the side effects.

In this challenge, I was supposed to take 100 drags from a cone of Blackberry Kush, well I forgot to take the internet lag into consideration so I ended up at 132 drags.   I had a sore throat while smoking but when I stopped smoking my throat was much better, it became very heavy outside (my body was very relaxed.  I ate and ate and ate this did affect me the next morning, I was very sick to my stomach I vomited a couple of times however, I don’t believe the cannabis had anything to do with it, my body isn’t used to eating as much as I did.  I believe the best side effect was sleep, I slept better that night than I have in a very long time.

In closing, I recommend this challenge to my subscribers, it was really fun talking to all of you while I was doing this, but I know what it feels like to smoke that much in one sitting that I have never done before and I feel more comfortable with cannabis knowing how it affects me but most of all the worst I can do to myself is smoke myself to sleep and who can argue with that?

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The Day I Died

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As I sat up in bed, wet from sweat, shaking, and scared I realized I had that dream again, that unsettling feeling that something was very wrong.  I got up and made a hot cup of tea and sat on the couch in the dark reconciling the events that terrorized my dreams, remembering the day I died.

I don’t remember much about my hospital stay in the fall of 2000, but I can tell you it still haunts me.  I went in for a routine hysterectomy, which ended up far from routine.  There were complications and I died for almost 5 minutes, and to this day I’m not sure what happened.

A few days later the OR nurse that was in the operating room came in to see me, she proceeded to tell me that there were some complications and I had died.  She sat down next to my mom and began to tell me what happened.  A couple minutes into her story she paused noticing the confused look on my face and asked what’s wrong?  I told her I was confused and where was I, this was the first time in 3 days I was coherent enough for anyone to talk to me.

During the surgery, my heart freaked out for whatever reason, and the surgeon had given me 25 milligrams of morphine, before noticing allergy signs.  The doctor then had to immediately start life-saving protocol.  Once I was resuscitated the surgeon quickly finished up, I spent 10 minutes in recovery and was admitted.  As they were wheeling me to the room my mom and husband were brought back, later I find out the surgeon never spoke with my family, my family was in the outpatient waiting room, when the nurse told them there were some complications, that I had died on the table for almost 5 minutes, and I was being admitted.

I have no memory of dying like some people do, but I did go somewhere and something happened to me.  I started hiding in the daylight, I started to withdraw from those around me.  I started using stronger medication, in search of the place in my nightmares.  I’ve never been afraid to die, but I do fear to forget.

It was the morning after my first chemo treatment and I woke up screaming, sweating, and my stomach turns, it doesn’t just turn, it feels like that first step off the platform of a bungee jump, at first a little exciting until you find out what chemo has in store for you.  For a few moments I can remember the place I went, I remember feeling at ease to be awake, to be away from this place.  In an instant, I had jumped from the bed and spent the next several weeks in and out of the hospital in treatment.

I visit this place from time to time, terror-ridden I wake up happy to be back in my own bed but, I know I will go back one day and I not return.  Until that day I will share what I have learned.  I can’t say there’s a better place out there, or that there is really anything after we die, or even if there is a higher power and I really can’t say if anyone one person out there can truly say there is a heaven or hell.

I believe the brain is a very mysterious and powerful organ, to which we have no full comprehension of nor will we for quite some time.  I found my creativity, my love for words and writing, my imagination.  As I look around today, I see the beauty in the mundane, the music in the silence, the family in the friend, and the love through the pain.

The first day of my life was that day, 17 years ago, on an operating table, the day I died.  My demons still chase me in my nightmares, and I still run for one day they will catch me and I to will know the next place.

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Talking About Addiction and cutting down Blue Dream Cannabis

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Welcome back to Free My Cure.  My name is Nicola and I am a Terminal Stage 4 cancer patient.  I turned to cannabis 4 years ago and I haven’t looked back since.  I have improved my quality of life by 10 percent and I don’t plan on stopping here.  Join me on the journey to find a cure for my cancer using cannabis!

There are my different types of addiction and several ways that’s addictions manifest, but once they do watch out you’re in for a bumpy ride.  I have talked to thousands of women over the last couple of years and they all had one thing in common, childhood trauma.

My mom was a struggling single mother with 2 kids, she battled with addictions and an eating disorder her entire adult life.  At one point my mom had a nervous breakdown, her weight plummeted, and she couldn’t take care of herself let alone 2 kids so my brother and I were put into foster care.   We were 10 and 11 at that time, and siblings at that age are usually separated.  This was the start of my trauma and anxiety, I bounced around to 2 other foster families and then my Uncle’s.

I was thirteen years old when my eating disorder started, Ed was trying to save me, and so I thought.  I was always a small petite kid, but when I was being molested Ed helped me get fat.  I know an odd way to put it, however, I thought the uglier and fatter I was, he would lose interest and leave me alone.

He told me he was teaching me, that’s what he was supposed to do as a good father figure and I fell for it.  This went on for a while and honestly I blocked out everything about my stay with him, except what he did, and the look his wife gave me when the cops showed up at the door.  I allowed Ed into my head to escape, I binge ate and gained 60 pounds, I started wearing darker clothes, and dropped off the swim team.

Once I was out of the situation, and living with my dad the eating disorder flipped to anorexia, I starved myself.  The smell of food started to turn my stomach, I was swimming and working out 6 to 7 hours a day, I was irritable, and I the pain started.  The pain was mental at first, I couldn’t run from my memories fast enough, and the pain was very real, I started looking for other ways to ease my pain.

My dad took me to the family doctor and he started putting me on medication, I can’t remember what it was anymore but it was helping me forget at first.  As I got older the stronger the prescriptions, I was diagnosed with endometriosis when I was 16, then cervical cancer when I was 19, and cluster migraines at 20.    This fueled my prescription addiction, I have been addicted to pain medication for 23 years, however, I have been off them for three years.

I started medical cannabis 3 years ago, I was taking 30 different types of medications at that time.  After the first month, I noticed I was forgetting to take some of my meds or I just didn’t take some of them at all.  Because I’m a cancer patient I felt it necessary to talk to my oncologist about the medications and I was pretty surprised when he expressed his recommendation to stopping 15 of the medications.  I was advised to taper these medications off over a two week period and come back in in a month for blood work.

It took 6 months to taper off 25 different medications, cannabis replaced my blood pressure medications, anxiety medication, pain medication, anti-inflammatory medication, and my depression medication.  I still have to take a muckle relaxer, Tylenol, and an antibiotic every day, plus have a couple medications that I only take 1 once a month that aid the internal bleeding.

I never recommend stopping or changing any medication prescribed to you by a doctor without his or her approval.  I have talked to several medical professionals in the last year and have found the acceptance of Medical cannabis is still very controversial and reefer madness is still very much so alive today.  Medical cannabis has saved my life and many others like me.

 

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