1001 times kicking a dead horse

It's Thursday. It's now officially "10 years after". I refer to the period after my diagnosis in 2004. Here it is once more; Joint wear of all the joints, including the whole spine and damaged intervertebral discs, two separate / floating vertebrae. Two constrictions in the spinal cord, pressing on nerves and blood vessels (some doctors call the manifestations neuropathy) I digress. I wanted to have my article ready before the deadline. But that is too hard. While I fight daily with pain which is always present and for preservation of life and limb, others find it necessary to use me as piss-pole, grab-ass or administrator. Even the alcoholics in my house thinking that I do not have a diesease. They always express everything with aggression, which triggered my latent PTSD (triple) few weeks ago.

Ok, i am toasted. A lot has happened. I came online in 2009 and in 2011 on the trail of government-approved cannabis. I also looked at studies on stem-cell for 1.5 years. In 2010, I was 100% disapproved of work. And in 2011/2012, I have used government-approved cannabis by my doctor without health insurance FBTO it reimbursed it. I did a search for all 46 insurers, managed by four groups finaciele Then I started looking for patients undergoing a government-approved pharmaceutical grade cannabis extract or application used, AND received compensation insurance fund. First Europe and then worldwide. We found almost none. In 2012-2013 I was back eight months flat through my spine. I received from a friend the Hemp and Cannabis for health community in October 2013, in December barstse my relationship after 17 years and i. Moved In June 2014 we start a Foundation.

They say the psychologist you one month has to count for the recovery. Each year of a fixed relationship Lovely, I'm halfway ..

I wanted to give the first in 10 years a party. But because I nogsteeds live like a fugitive criminal, while I stay out of the hands of the synthetic painkillers that I DO NOT I can not afford a party. Use for 10 years Hell, I can not even pay the room that I have no food to give to, or medicine. I trust left, dive right in and be where I can. But the herald; the intense pain that makes me day and night, wake up, come faster than I can shake him. I cry every day for this reason. Thank you, friends. Especially those in the netherlands.

We gonna get burned