Feeling like I miss the marijuanas. Only because things are getting rough.
My Nana went to the hospital 3 times this month. The first time for a heart attack, the other two for similar symptoms.
I’m in RI, and they moved to Florida a year ago. And it all went downhill from there. My Nana healthwise, and my Poppy as far as work. They discriminate against the elder at least as far as work goes. Never been out of a job and he’s been a plumber longer than I’ve been alive, and Im gonna be 29 in July. He’s been let go of two plumbing jobs since they moved down there. Didn’t give him enough hours, hired more people and then told him they no longer needed him. Hes supposed to retire in a year and some change. It sucks.
As far as my Nana goes.. If she were up here I could spend time with her more, and she definitely would’ve never waited as long as she did before going to the hospital if I was there. For some reason she listens to me, no matter how stubborn she is with the rest of the family.
Bleh. Would be nice to light up a blunt, but my meds grant me normal, and the ability to cope with life. So I abstain. Just think it’s lame that I’ve been missing it lately. Now I just look at the feeling as a sign of stress and my subconscious is looking for a way out. Because there’s nothing I can do. If something bad happens, I have to hug that. And it’s a scary thought.