HAPPY 420 DAY MY AWESOME GROW FRIENDS - A beautiful day to be alive!
I apologize for my lengthy reply but it’s worth the read…
*Response to Sweet Sue...I am going to answer your posts by placing an * asterisk right beside my text. This has been the best way to address letters people write me. I am often confused easily so I have some communication tools to keep me on track. I hope you don't mind.
"Your ideas are amazing girl. Keep them coming. I champion a system we call SWICK, that essentially lets the plant water itself. The plants sit on a bed of perlite that wicks the water up to the pots. I like the cleanliness of your approach, and the fact that it works so well for your particular needs. The perlite can get a bit messy sometimes. The chief advantage is when you have to be away longer than 2-3 days. The SWICK reservoirs can be up to 8" deep, and that allows you to leave a healthy plant for up to a week and come back to a happy garden with unexpected growth.
*Thank you kindly. I think I saw a thread on that, or I remember seeing a picture up close of it. They look like little white sacks, almost like candle wax. I will research more.
But you girl...... I'm in for the ride. Make it a long one, if you please. I'm not the only one in this room who will be happy about you sticking with us for years.
*For the first 3 months of my brain activity decrease my husband and I cried ourselves to sleep holding hands. It was heartbreaking. Since Sept 2015 we have made all my financial, death and hospice contacts. It was tearful planning for my death, it shocked us, we were numb going through the mandatory motions. Then Nov 2016 I finally got a diagnosis of FTD which yes, is Alzheimer’s for young folks like myself. We have continued to plan for my departure and now I know my husband will have the support and resources should I go gently into that dark night.
*In the meantime, we addressed my death every day with staring into each others’ eyes, putting a special app on our phones so he can find me and completely downsized my belongings. Hourly we whispere sweet love into each others ears…just in case. But then I started growing. Our convo’s that were filled with love and tears turned swiftly into love and growing. Both of us felt a shift in our energy because growing had started to show signs of progress instead of my demise. We were ready for death, but growing has given us life. I guess what I’m saying now, is that I’m ready to die if need be, I’m no longer afraid. But I’m not going out with a fight and now I’m better than I was a year ago. I have showed signs of progress that the medical team can’t explain.
Am I to understand that the degeneration is related to Alzheimer's? If so you certainly choose the proper medication. As little as 10 mg of THC once a day will halt the disease in its tracks, and CBD is a neuroprotector. I don't put anything outside the realm of possibility when we acknowledge the healing potential of the ECS. We already know it's possible to grow new brain cells, and this is probably one of the signalling functions of the ECS.
*YES, I have a variant of Alzheimers at the age of 44. After all this time of occupational therapies and research I have developed a theory of training my brain faster than the degeneration can take place. If we only use 11% of our brains then there is room to grow. Why can’t I reroute brain cells by learning 4x faster to create new brain cells.
*After a year, I’m learning faster than I ever have. Now keep in mind I’m a high functioning nerd so my aptitude is there, I just needed to find it again. The learning at my own pace has given me a new lease on life and I give my husband daily updates on my garden. My husband helps me build stuff and invests in my journey whenever he can. I don’t stutter or forget things when I’m speaking about my garden. In fact, I’m a whole new excited little girl. I don’t feel my symptoms when I’m tending to my plants. My husband saw my progress and is hopeful about our future.
*I have had lots of improvements to my brain since growing. For some reason I am writing poetry like never before. I try to speak in normal sentences but the words don’t come so easily, but writing has excelled in my life, so creating journals is my medicine. Then all these puns and rhyming pours out of me and it’s all new traits to help me communicate. I have regained my confidence back because I don’t feel like I’m dying anymore. I could feel darkness in my brain before, but now I feel like I got a whole grow op in my brain with colours and tasks for me to work on, at my pace. I’m almost a new person.
You have the growing part under control G2Healme. Those are some sweet clones. You're well on the road to having a system your brain can accept. I don't have brain damage and I still have my formulas and the step-by-step instructions taped to the inside of my cupboard door so I don't screw up the sequence or forget something. I just met you and I consider you incredibly adapted to the tasks at hand.b This crowd of accepting souls you've attracted will help you come to the reality that you are perfect, just the way you are. That will go a long way to helping you heal.
*Thank you, clones fascinate me. I feel like I’m kinda cloning myself, a piece of my former self. I feel like my friends here keep me alive by chatting me up daily. The support I have rec’d here is saving my life. Even little comments and kudos help retrain my brain. When people encourage me and send me grow love, I feel that my brain feeds on that to heal. So I humbly accept even though, I was never the one to ask for help before my brain disease started. I learned to accept, adapt and remain humble. Now this symbiotic relationship I have with my garden makes me feel like I have a second chance at life. Every time I buy a seed, I feel like I’m cheating death. Adding 6 months here, 3 months there. The more seeds I have the happier I feel for my future. Completely changed my way of living as opposed to my way of dying.
I'm going to enjoy this joyful journey. Thank you for inviting me.
*I just want you to know that I have read your neuro threads, I have even bought aloe’s for the grow. I’ve been slowly taking your advice you give others and adapting that to my life throughout my year of growing. I didn’t feel I was at a point to ask for help from you because I could barely read when I arrived at 420 mag. Now that I have the proper tools, I took this massive step to contact you. I had to prove to myself that I could do this. You were the reward to my hard work to date. I finally got the courage to write you yesterday. Thank you for accepting. I’ll do my best.
Do you want us to discuss protocols here, so that it becomes part of the journal record? I feel this would be the most benefit to you, as well as the
membership at large. You've already exposed so much of yourself I can't see this as a concern, but I want to be open about it. I believe you have much to be hopeful for. All we're doing is feeding your body the cannabinoids to assist healing. Working through the particulars will be fun.
*YES, let's do this in my journal. Exposing myself is a risk I must do to save my life. I hope my friends here will weather the process with me, as society doesn’t want anything to do with me. My husband said that if anyone was to harass me about growing medicine for myself, that he will make sure every media source in Canada will know about the authorities preventing a “terminal brain patient” from saving her life. We have jumped in with both feet in hopes that we can save my life. Anything or anyone in our way, will feel the wrath of my buddy the “Kraken.” Hahahaha.
Remember what I said about being wordy? I'll reign it back from now on, or at least I'll try not to overwhelm you. This time you overwhelmed me.
*My brain never stops thinking. I write every day. I even overwhelm myself and have to use ice to stop the headaches from all the retraining going on. Thank you soooooo much for caring, you are a saving grace. I’m ready to grow to heal me! Bless your heart, G2HM.