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.
STAY FREE, FLY HIGH, AND AS ALWAYS FUCK CANCER!