I didn’t request bad teeth.
My mother constantly told myself and others I inherited them from my dad’s side of the family. I remember Dad going to the dentist with me. She would get her cleaning plus be out within an hour. I would be stuck in the chair for an hour while they gently cleaned our teeth. I would need to get fillings done, plus even some extractions or a root canal when I got older. I despised the fact I could never leave the dentist’s office separate from some kind of work besides cleaning. When I heard about medical marijuana, I often wondered if it could assist with the toothaches I tried to ignore. I called our dentist plus asked if she knew anything about medical marijuana plus if it could assist me. The only thing she said was that it could assist with the pain. There are some marijuana strains that will help to ease pain, but it would not assist with the actual tooth decay plus breaking. I hated to admit that I was getting to where the pain was so awful that it was distracting plus I wasn’t sleeping well. I asked the dentist if she could provide myself and others a prescription for medical marijuana. I knew there was the chance the marijuana would not assist me, but I was ready to try anything. I just didn’t want to get into opiates plus that was where my reliance on painkillers was going. She wrote the prescription for me, plus she assisted myself and others to get the medical marijuana card needed to go to the medical marijuana dispensary. I used it for a month or so, but the medical marijuana assisted with the pain plus I could sleep all night.