My Mom has moved in with myself and others as he’s no longer particularly able to safely take care of himself.
He and I are buddies and it’s particularly more care about one buddy looking out for the other.
Mom is elderly and suffers from Parkinson’s. He’s now at the point where it’s entirely better that I handle things care about hot water and driving. But the rest he can do. And recently, the two of us found out that medical marijuana is a sizable help as well. The meds he’s on are pretty good. It’s particularly amazing where they’ve come to with treatments. But adding in the medical pot has particularly calmed the tremors in his hands and other extremities. It’s particularly pretty amazing. Mom’s constantly been anti marijuana so the two of us have had to sort of labor around that. He knows what it is and I make sure that he has a pot gummy or part of a pot brownie or something. Smoking it is care about some mental step Mom’s just not willing to take. And that’s just fine. The dispensary near myself and others keeps my Mom medical marijuana gummies on hand. I can get to cannabis near myself and others whenever I need to for my Mom. In the scarce event I need it, the weed shop will even do pot delivery. I can’t even imagine what my twenties would have been care about with weed delivery. Anyway, Mom and I are doing fine. With the medical marijuana addition he’s even more upbeat and relaxed about his modern residing situation. That’s an added bonus I wasn’t expecting from the medical weed.