Friday, September 8, 2017
A small cannabis victory and a mysterious laugh
This license entitles us to take that extra bottle either as CBD or as THC. So we've got one bottle awaiting us for August which we'll take as THC. I intend to begin experimenting with a very low daily dose of THC.
Then, starting with our September batch, we'll opt for an extra bottle of CBD bringing our total to 11 per month.
It's unclear why the government officials acquiesced after initially refusing. But C.'s neurologist earnestly went to bat for us with a written complaint and a nudge to her colleague with some position in the government's cannabis section. Presumably her efforts played a role.
All this has renewed my pride in this country's trailblazing in the field of medicinal cannabis. Close to 30,000 citizens are license holders and we are slated to become a major medical cannabis exporter.
But back to C. She has been seizing several times a day without running a fever. That's why I intend to introduce daily THC, though the Hubby wants me to run it past C.'s neurologist first.
C. enjoyed two hydro sessions this week, one with me as therapist, the second in the heated therapy pool with a professional hydro-therapist.
Upon her return from that session she began to vocalize - a lot - until late that night. It resembled laughter. But the Hubby and I were creeped out by it. I was convinced she was just getting creative with her seizures. Her caregiver, E., insisted it was a positive step.
Here's a brief video of the sound so you can judge for yourselves.
Whatever it was, we've only heard it once more, two days later.
And as the summer draws to an end, here's a suggestion for those still enjoying hot weather: a disability-friendly beach equipped with special chairs that maneuver easily on sand and water. You just fly to Italy and ecco là: real "access to the sea".
A snap from the beach as captured in the NYT article:
Here's a description of the beach.