Desperate Measures: Buying Pot for my 11-Year-Old
By Suzanne Leigh
Published on the Huffington Post
I am standing in line in one of our state’s legal pot clubs, which sells marijuana to anyone with a doctor’s letter of recommendation. The “patients” look similar to the customers in a middle-market liquor store. There are a preponderance of frat boys and surfer dude-types, women with tattooed shoulders and piercings and a few older folks, who might be military vets fallen on hard times. Most of us look like we are shopping for something to put the spark into Saturday night, but I am here in the hope that marijuana will help my 11-year-old daughter enjoy her food once again.
It had started after Natasha had finished craniospinal radiation, following her brain tumor recurrence. Gradually, eating had become a chore. She stopped eating meat and then fish. Pasta was “too chewy” and potatoes “too heavy.” For a while my smoothies curbed her weight loss, until she asked me to skip the peanut butter, then the ice cream, and eventually even the banana. My protein-packed high-calorie smoothie had become a low-calorie berry juice, better suited for an extreme weight-loss enthusiast. The drug Periactin failed to restore her hunger and so did Marinol, an FDA-approved synthetic marijuana. Could the real deal be more potent? A search on the Internet indicated that it might be.
The ultimate fix-it?
I respond to the call for the “next patient” at the pot club. What was I interested in purchasing, asks the sales assistant whose slurred speech suggests that he might even be a patient himself. We settle on a strain of marijuana with THC and CBD levels that minimize the buzz and boost appetite. I purchase a tincture, hop into the car and prepare dinner, my hopes rising that I might just have found the ultimate unorthodox fix-it. Minutes after taking the tincture, Natasha’s postures droops, her speech slows and she bursts into sporadic gales of maniacal laughter. I take advantage of the apparent good humor and feed her spoonfuls of chicken-noodle soup. After spoonful number 4, Natasha’s eyes start to close.
Over the next several months we make multiple trips to the pot club ordering chewables and tinctures with different configurations of CBD and THC. Nothing helps her appetite. Our oncologist talks about a feeding tube. My daughter is about to start sixth grade in a brand new school. A feeding tube in addition to her permanent bald patch? Not the best way for the new kid to blend in. Against our endocrinologist’s recommendation, our oncologist prescribes Megace ES, a synthetic version of the hormone progesterone. After two weeks, I notice Natasha eating half a watermelon in one sitting. After a month, she is enjoying a highly eclectic diet of pho, orange juice, dried seaweed and crackers. The weight loss stalls.
Pot studies show promise
But I don’t give up on the pot club. A handful of small studies show that marijuana may be helpful to brain tumor patients. One such study demonstrates that it inhibits the genes needed for the production of a protein that makes the blood vessels required for a brain tumor to thrive. For more than a year, Natasha takes a capsule or tincture before she goes to sleep at night.
At a retreat for parents of children with brain tumor and neuroblastoma, a group of us discuss alternative treatments. One parent mentions vitamins, another brings up curcumin. I mention our foray into the pot club. One mother insists she would never give her child pot.
An interesting perspective and one that is shared by many parents in Cancerland. Why the resistance? My daughter had undergone conformal radiation, craniospinal radiation, systemic chemo and experimental targeted chemo. The risks and side effects for these treatments are depletion of the body’s immune system and subsequent infections including potentially fatal ones; brain hemorrhage, secondary cancers, including a rare and incurable form of leukemia, and benign and malignant brain tumors.
Marijuana never did save Natasha’s life. But neither did the mainstream treatments. I’ll take the side effects of the other stuff, please.
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Google “cannabis oil + cancer”
Other interests (for me) lie in the Gerson therapy and fasting.
Natasha will always be with you & watching over you…all soul paths are different yet intertwined. Never stop loving, may your awareness & compassion for yourself and others grow with each breath you take in this life. ❤
Blessings,
Michael
Haven’t heard of the above but thank you for mentioning it, Michael. I hope my child is with me and watching over me.
I looked into the Gerson therapy, but even on their site, they say that it is likely not beneficial for brain tumors. We tried different variations of marijuana, also CBD rich ones in hopes that it would help our son, probably was too little too late. We were going to make the Rick Simpson’s oil and were starting to put together the materials, but things went downhill so quickly and it didn’t happen. I’m sorry about Natasha.
And I’m sorry about your son, Ellen.
Ellen J, I’m no expert but you’re welcome to share your story with me & I can offer a different perspective or at the least an ear. That goes for Suzanne & anyone else. My email is rivrfox at gmail.
Some other things that can help with some cancers are Turkey Tail mushrooms & red clover. Please watch this video especially the 9 min. mark.
Blessings,
Michael