Weed 2: Cannabis Madness (Dr. Sanjay Gupta, CNN 2014)
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Weed 2: Gupta Doubles Down on Medical Marijuana

In the words of Dr. Sanjay Gupta, practicing neurosurgeon and CNN’s chief medical correspondent, “this scientific journey is about a growing number of patients who want the cannabis plant as a genuine medicine, not to get high.”

“It is about emerging science that not only shows and proves what marijuana can do for the body but provides better insights into the mechanisms of marijuana in the brain, helping us better understand a plant whose benefits have been documented for thousands of years. This journey is also about a Draconian system where politics override science and patients are caught in the middle.”

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Charlee Nelson dies, age 6.
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Days after Charlee’s Law passes, Charlee Nelson dies at age 6

“She was in good enough shape to be there and be present. In the House when all the representatives stood up and gave her a round of applause, she perked up like she knew it was for her.”

Froerer said some representatives “really broke down” when they saw Charlee brought to the floor in a wheelchair.

Cannabis oil wouldn’t have cured Charlee, but it might have calmed her seizures and prolonged her life.

North Carolina children are fighting for the same treatment.

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Kids for Cannabis with Epilepsy & Autism NC Map (Angela Glass 2014)
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Kids for Cannabis

Darryl and I drove around North Carolina and interviewed these families about their experiences as parents of a child with epilepsy. These parents are fighting to be able to use cannabis as a treatment—several North Carolina families have moved to Colorado (for access to legal marijuana) with the children having great success.

#kidsforcannabis #kidswithcancer #kidswithepilepsy #kidswithautism #hope4kids #cannabis #THC #CBD

Update! See “Hope for Haley“.

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Matthew Raymund Michael Morris Niblick

Oh! Breathe Not His Name
by Thomas Moore (1779–1852)

OH! breathe not his name,—let it sleep in the shade,
Where cold and unhonored his relics are laid;
Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed,
As the night-dew that falls on the grass o’er his head.

But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps,
Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps;
And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls,
Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.

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