Hurricane in a Teacup

It doesn’t take much to make me happy. A steaming hot cup of cinnamon tea on the front porch in the morning is a part of my morning ritual along with a well-packed bowl of good intentions, if I’m lucky. The next part is making sure I take all the rest of my pharmaceuticals and to make sure that my husband does the same.

My name is Amy. I am a wife, aunt, bio-mom and a loyal friend. I suffer from chronic migraines, body pain associated with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Fibromyalgia, and Spinal deterioration. This is just a small taste of my chaos. I wasn’t really sure where to start with my new article adventures. I’ve been described as “a hurricane in a teacup”,  the one to go to when you need someone to be-friend, and “that crazy woman that hugs you really tight!”

I used to smoke for fun as a kid and enjoyment at parties in my twenties. In my 30’s I started getting sick. I got up to a little over 300 pounds due to inability to function like a normal human. I went to doctor after doctor… they told me it was all in my head and I knew damn well it wasn’t! So, I turned to marijuana for help, relief, something. Anything really to stop the pain that I was in. And it helped. Eventually, the weight started to come off. it’s still a work in progress. I am still fat but I am fun!

My blood pressure was skyrocketing due to all the immense stress I was under with issues and home and my husband having health issues in his own right and it caused other health issues like my tooth loss which you can’t help but notice when you meet me. You will find that I am an open book when it comes to my life and am happy to talk about ..well anything really!

Two years ago my husband of 18 years altogether, passed out at work. After taking him to the ER, he has diagnosed with Diabetes, a Brain Tumor, and a heart issue. That was on a Friday. On Sunday, they cracked his skull open and removed the tumor, put a titanium plate in his head and sewed him back up. On Tuesday the put in a pacemaker.. and stitched him together one more time. It has been two years since our life was turned upside down and inside out. Michael actually was told by his Neurosurgeon that if Marijuana was legal in this state, he would have prescribed it immediately. As my husband recovered, I used marijuana to keep myself together so that I could be the best caregiver that I could to my husband. He’s my everything.

My husband is still recovering. Michael is 12 years older than I am, he has memory loss and thought process issues sometimes. He no longer has the ability to read as well or work out math problems like he used to since the surgery. It  took away much of who he was. Neither of us were prepared for that.  Arthritis all through his body but due to the fact that he has to go to a pain clinic, he isn’t able to obtain the full benefits of using marijuana. I personally think it’s ridiculous that they test for pot but they do. This is just one of the many reasons I want to help change the laws. Stay tuned for more!