This Saturday will be 4 weeks since I started my gummies experiment. I've taken pain meds 4x and migraine meds 2x. Otherwise I eat between 2 and 4 gummies and my hips, lumbar and head don't hurt at all. I made peace with the THC making me a little high. I have gone to Canterbury village tripping balls. I was fine ...
...until I had to inject myself with insulin.
And today at PT I was so worried I'd roll off the bench. I wasn't super high, just felt happy. And there needs to not be a TV by the stationary bike. I got halfway through rowing when something interesting came on and suddenly I couldn't multitask. It was one of those house flipping shows. I swear I've got no attention span.
My therapist said my new pants were cute and I said they're maternity jeans. They're so comfy and soft. I'm gonna get more after I get paid in a few days.
I think I am going out this weekend to get my hair cut. I've been saying that for 7 months.
I ate a 5mg /25mg about a half hour ago and I feel so good. I'm listening to some really good music. I'm waiting for my right hip to calm down. I'm really hungry. I want a cheesy hot dog on bread with ranch dressing. I'm having a pavlovian puppy moment, my mouth got especially full of spit at the thought of eating hot dogs. What? Im not nearly as fancy as the coffee I drink. I'm like lace on a Cayman. Rawr.
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