Tinctures!
Didn't knew they exist until recently, but when dad who is being eaten up by his cancer wanted to try weed to have a better sleep, some relaxation and stimulate his appetite, I started to experiment with it.
Beats edibles and smoking in every aspect IMO. Used sublingual, it shoots in within 2-3min and the effect lasts for a 3-5 hours, after that you're sober again. This was important as when he takes his first nightly piss he shouldn't have any dizziness as when he falls and starts bleeding it's over.
Also it's very accurate to dose, not happy with the dose after 5min, take a few more drops.
Needs some work, time and patience to prepare/make, but the whole family is meanwhile using it instead of some sleeping pills in these challenging times.
1st sorry about your dad, that a rotton deal.
re: tincures: thanks for the info. ive only bought tinctures at recreational dispensarys so havent tried to make my own, but i want to learn so new hobby coming soon..
I did, kind of. I had the carboxylized ground weed soaked in vodka for a few days before filtering.
That said, you know these "tinctures" weren't applied but drunken
I was experimenting with the various solvents (alcohol, fat, oil), the thc booze was for presents, i only tried it for curiosity.
Thank you for the suggestions, much appreciated. I also heard sugar is to avoid as a tumor seems to absorb that quickly and use it for further growth.
Still if dad would have to stop eating meat and dairy products he'd probably beg on his knees to be shot within hours
glucose speeds up cell metabolism, i guess that's the main reason here.
And refined sugar is for sure pretty bad in case of many illnesses.
Though it is a bit of a different beast here in the form of bone marrow cancer, not actually a tumor that grows. As far as I could learn there are four grades of it, and he got the worst - officially uncurable, right now he lives of weekly blood transfusions to keep his HB value high enough (5-7, 15 is normal) to function mostly. With chemo he would have had a 20% chance of getting a few months extended play, but the only thing guaranteed would have been the side effects of the chemo so he refrained from it. He's mid-80 and was forcefully retired in his early 50s so he could enjoy 30+ yrs of doing what he likes most (his animals and his hobby farm, invite friends and family over and whatnot).
The more i know about your dad's cancer, the more i'm starting to hate it.
I might come over like a hippie, but imagine all the money and effort burned in wars would end up in medical research instead...
My parents both signed up for (legal) assisted suicide and once dad gets too weak, they will leave the building together and the current ETA for that is mid August. We have had 6months+ to prepare and process it and me and the missus (for whom they are like her own parents) are now well prepared. It's still no fun ofc, but I can only imagine worse ways of losing your parents - so there's that. I consider ourselves actually lucky and have found some peace with it.
That's actually the best that can be done, imho.
In my country, it's also legal, but very, very, not to say on the verge of impossibility to get registered for assisted suicide.
But compared to the states we're pretty old fashioned here.
We've had the chance to talk out all that should be said (and still do), so no regrets there as in "I wish I told my mum/dad this or that while they still were living". Not comparable in any way to something like it happened to paashaas or goldkingcoiner and others with their dads/mums for example. It's a goodbye forever nonetheless, but with a lot of time to prepare for it and also time to try make it as enjoyable as possible for both of them.
True. I had to watch my dad's vital signs slowly decrease in the emergency room, he left without a chance for our last talk, but he also was very mindless because of the high levels of ammonium in his blood (polytoxic liver cirrhosis). Well, years later we actually caught up with our last talk in one of my dreams. I don't dream often, but when i do, it's a pretty realistic and detailed, intense experience. So i personally count that one.
That said, it was actually thanks to Bitcoin we could spend almost every single day since last winter with them, support them wherever needed, drive them, cook for them, take care of the animals etc.
Thank you Satoshi!
That's life, a sexually transmittable disease that has 100% lethality.
I had to write that down. Great metaphor.
Regarding the weed for the tinctures: I do grow it in my basement (along with Basil :-)), I only use vegetable fertilizer during veg-phase rarely and stop at least a week before I send them into flowering. Mold is no problem, I use an L3+ to circulate the air in the basement while drying :-P.
But I agree I'd only do that with weed from third parties if it were officially medical grade, otherwise there's so much shit in that shit.. nah. That was one of the reasons I started to grow myself about 2 yrs ago. I also add some whisky to the ethanol to give the tincture a more pleasant taste. If anybody needs help, I am happy to share what I learned, just PM me.
Be prepared to get another message from me soon (or late)
Let me first say how sorry I am to hear of your dad's cancer. My own father died around this time a year ago from liver cirhossis. He was a daily drinker in denial of the state of his health his whole life. Didn't even make it to 60.
I am glad that cannabis added some quality of life to your father's remaining time.
But about the tincture, you are right. It is excellent stuff! I should try making some tincture.
Oops, missed that one, too. Sorry for your loss.
In my case (the case of my dad) it was exactly 60 years, and he also denied his state of health:
I have good genes, i will at least get 94, like your grandfather. A little booze never hurt anyone...
But my grandfather was never drinking. My dad believed he can cure anything just by lying in the sunlight around noon, because that was what he considered the "secret" behind the high age of my grandfather. But hey, staying active (and meditating every sunny day at noon, any time of year), not drinking and never taking meds throughout a humble, quiet life, couldn't be the reason, no?
Sorry, i'm drifting off a bit.
It's also a bit sad that my dad wouldn't have touched cannabis with a stick. He preferred to damage his liver slowly, with heavy painkillers, because his back was ruined from the life in a chair. He wasn't drinking much, but daily, for reasons i won't get into now, because it's a longer story and i'm not really focused and drifting off topic constantly. Well, what i wanted to say is that he condemned Cannabis as a dangerous drug, while he ruined his life with good old trusty painkillers and alcohol. Not very clever, innit?
But hey, at least he (and my alcoholic mum i'm caring for) saved me from continuing to drink alcohol, which i quite liked and (mis)used for socializing easily, but i came to the conclusion that i liked my healthy self a bit more. So thanks, dad. I don't think anybody else would have made me quit drinking without even remotely feeling that i had to sacrifice anything.
Time to quit the day, i'll get a bit of chocolate and catch some early sleep tonight
Take care, y'all.
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