Me and Mary Jane A pot newbie's clumsy foray into the world of medical marijuana
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    October 21st, 2009Mary JaneMedical Marijuana Clinic

    So, if you need to find a medical marijuana doctor, don’t google “medical marijuana doctor.” Instead, google “medical marijuana clinics.”  A little tip from me to you.  This finally lead to an actual listing of places.  How do you choose?  Well, I’m not sure if I would recommend it, but I chose the one that kept coming up highest in each of my searches.  Kudos to their Search Engine Optimization guy. 

    I was a little apprehensive at first because it was located in Kearney Mesa.  Now, I feel as though I’m going to offend many Kearney Mesans out there, but up to that point my only experince with this area of San Diego was that it was a mecca of strip clubs and nudie magazine shops.  Oh well, google seems to support this guy and I’m pretty sure google knows everything.  I called and made an appointment.

    medical-recordsThey asked me to bring my medical records for the appointment with the pot doc.  This made me feel much more legit and I was happy to provide it.  So happy that I spent hours reviewing my file and organizing it with dividers and neon sticky tabs.  Originally I wanted to rearrange my history in order of importance: Of course my pot doc would be more interested in my surgery than my sore throat in the late 90’s.  But then I panicked!  What if my pot doc noticed the altered records and denied me??  I left it as is.  Phew, close one.

    Now came the waiting.  I swung between being giddy with excitement and stricken with fear of being denied!  I wanted someone to share this with, but I was still so apprehensive.  I had this amazing little secret that I was sure would change my world.  But I couldn’t tell my parents (what if they asked me about sex next?) and I couldn’t tell my co-workers (what if they told my boss…or asked me about sex? Awkward!), so I just sat and marinated in my excitement/fear.

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