Alcohol versus Cannabis Medicinalis ?

For those who do not know me ; Cannabis I " sometimes " used recreationally. Since 2004 when i was diagnosed on my 35th, i am fighting since 2009 for mental, physical and ethical right to self-preservation. After my diagnosis the doctors made proposals, rejected by me, ​​for synthetic painkillers including morphine. The only four species of medicinal cannabis, which are allowed for doctors , clinical psychologists and psychiatrists to prescribe prescription by Dutch law, I have used in 2011/2012. Paid myself, using 23 recipes from my family doctor, i got about 77 x 5 gram containers distributed by dutch Office of Medicinal Cannabis of the Ministry of Health, Welfare and Sport. Very dosed, an average of 1 gram per day . In 2011 I started in the early morning to smoke two small joints to soften my back pain. Last year I switched to non governmental approved marijuana, from coffeeshops so, and use mostly maroc-hash. This works best against pain for me and with least side effects in my head. Make no mistake, I do smoke cannabis but only when I'm done with reading / writing texts, or want to watch a movie, without whining of the body. Yet, I never " am stoned ". I 'm too cautious. I 'm thinking; how many prescriptions of doctors have the statement " daily dose ; 3 times daily ; 1 tablet ". In the case of cannabis ; If you simply compare; Not 3 times a day, as example, 0.3 gram, but 12 to 18 times a day a 0.1 gram.

I digress ...

After my relationship of 17 years ended, i'm in Tilburg, in the south of the Netherlands since Feruary 25. On 30 minutes from the border with Belgium, and 1 hour from Germany. Here I have a room in a house where others also rent a room. When I met my neighbor, the alcoholic himself told to be an alcoholic for years and had gone from 24, to 10 cans of beer ( note ; 0.5 liters ). The problems of the alcoholic are the same every day. He gets 3 to 9 attacks / slumps per day. This can go from crying, swearing, kicking against doors, or loud talk in himself, to the dog or imaginary others. The alcoholic is also up early, between 7:00 and 9:00 a.m. due his dog which is continuously " doing his needs " in the backyard. After this you hear immediate the cans are pulled open. This goes on every half hour / hour, even at night. In between the alcoholic falls asleep. As result, he walks as a demented drunkard through the house or continuous needs the toilet. Because he has stomach and intestinal problems, every day, and always feels cold. The alcoholic has constant diarrhea and uses Imodium fore it ( this drug is a " home-deliverer for holidays ", and may not be used chronically ). Before, during and after his toilet problems, he walks around, whimpering and whining throughout the house. The alcoholic must inform his roommates continuously about his discomfort. He walks in his underpants regularly , morning or night through the house. We found his hand print, on the toilet bowl, in poo. As he leaves the toilet behind dirty, and 24 hours later still had not cleaned it himself, I've used Dettol ( disinfectant ). In conjunction with his chaotic and confused moods, I see this alcoholic as contagious. Everyday, I clean taps and door handles. Also, 24/7.

The alcoholic is always looking for confrontations with me while I 'm working behind the laptop. First I was working in my room but by his crying in his room next to me, I am now regular sitting in the kitchen. For example, when I come home at 24:00 or 01:00 p.m. and want to work quietly for an hour. Obviously he comes by, a few times, for the toilet. The alcoholic then talks to you, as if you 're his best friend, or that you 're never went anywhere yourself, or everything revolves around him and he deserves attention. I warned him several times that I had to work. He continued. I warned ; Go away ( three times ). Again he went on. As result, I lost almost lost my temper this week and nearly gave him a punch. While I have been " sometimes " opposite to ' serious ' drunk people, entire drunk groups or armed men in the past 25 years, without once losing my self-control.

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