CBD for DDD? Let’s See…

Twenty plus years ago, I was in a very bad car wreck where an inattentive woman, driving a huge pickup truck, plowed into my little Honda Accord as I was at a standstill, waiting to turn left.

2015_0308_96_CarWreck004Forensics determined that I was hit full-force at 40 mph. My vehicle was totaled. I was unconscious, head hanging over the steering wheel. I awoke some time later with excruciating pain in my back.

Disoriented, I turned to view my surroundings and saw the back windshield “blown out”. With the pain in my back, I thought I had been shot.

Fast forward… Medical tests showed nothing was broken, but I had spinal issues, a cervical (neck) without curvature, degenerative disc disease, stenosis, sclerosis, bulging discs, etc..

To manage pain and speed up recovery, I followed the doctor’s orders to attend physical therapy, take muscle relaxers, 800mg x 4 of Ibuprofen/day, and see a chiropractor. I was determined that I would live my life as if none of this had happened – to be thankful that I was not paralyzed and my body could still move and perform physical chores out and indoors.

That attitude served me pretty well over the years, but now, as I am approaching the golden age of qualifying for Medicare, I am frequently in excruciating pain after doing heavy chores. Trimming trees, sledge-hammering old tree stumps, scraping the popcorn off of the living room ceiling, all are becoming more and more impossible to achieve. For instance, the last physical chore I performed was trimming bushes, running the weed eater and chopping up tree roots. That was a week ago.  Afterward, the pain in my neck was debilitating. I sat for days with ice on my neck and fell asleep in my recliner from boredom.

My concerned husband surprised me one afternoon with a bottle of CBD oil. I was ecstatic with hopeful joy of finding relief in that little bottle. However, to my dismay, I felt absolutely no relief and sank into despair once again. Until… speaking with a friend, she told me of her back issues and showed me her bottle of CBD capsules which she acquired from the local pharmacy. She gave me two to try.

I’m not promoting drug trafficking or taking any medication that is not prescribed to oneself, but, being that this was a trusted friend, I hurried home where I took the first of the two pills. Within two hours, I began to feel relief. At bedtime, I took the second pill.

Upon awakening this morning, I felt a world of difference! I actually slept all night without constant tossing and turning from pain to try to find a position which would accommodate my neck/thoracic problem. I will be driving to the pharmacy to purchase my own bottle of CBD capsules – 5.0mg, 60 capsules for $75.

Some people swear that they have found relief from CBD oil, and I am glad for them. However, without standardization, there is no proof of how much CBD is actually in the oil, nor the remaining level of THC, the latter of which could cost someone their livelihood, such as a CDL driver who undergoes random drug testing.

CBD_oil_AnalysisThe CBD oil store where my husband purchased the liquid form, gave him a “test certificate” displaying the breakdown of the product’s components. I am skeptical of this “certificate”. Anyone with a little bit of savvy could create such a document. I have blacked out any of the company’s information to protect their privacy. My point being though, how does one know what they are truly buying?

Remember when Vaping was the big thing? Little mom and pop shops were sprouting up all over, until going out of business because they could not compete with the bigger shops, or, their products were no good or overpriced. Well, that seems to be the case now with CBD oil shops. They are popping up all over, and the same destiny awaits some of them as product quality and price wars weed them out.

Personally, I am more confident purchasing the product from a pharmacy, or directly from a doctor’s office than from a CBD oil store. I feel that the pharmacy will do its due diligence in researching product quality.

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Memorial Weekend Catastrophe Timeline

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Around 1:00 p.m., I heard water running, as though a bathtub were being filled.  Knowing that I had not turned on the bath, nor running the dishwasher or laundry, I moved from the computer room toward the main part of our home.  To my horror, I saw the kitchen ceiling “raining”.  Immediately, I ran to the garage to turn off the water pump and main water line.

I phoned my husband to report the problem.  He told me to phone our insurance agent, Ray Richardson of Farmer’s Insurance.  I spoke with Ray’s secretary, Andrea, who asked me if we wanted to file a claim.  I told her, “yes”.

Returning to the home interior, I took a closer notice of the water pouring from the hallway ceiling; the smoke alarm was still pouring water.  I was afraid of being electrocuted, so I did not attempt to remove the light in the hallway to see if its globe was filled with water.  I put duct tape on the power switch to prevent anyone from turning on the light fixture until an electrician can check things out.

Water was sloshing beneath my feet in the interior hallway entry (from the garage).  I opened the laundry room door (adjacent to the hallway) to retrieve towels and a mop to begin cleaning up the water.  The laundry room floor was filled with water, as much as was in the kitchen.

Between mopping and soaking up the water, squeezing out saturated towels, carrying soaked towels to the patio, spin drying them in the washer and drying them in the dryer to re-use, I believe at some point, I was contacted by Service Master who would be out the next day to assess the situation.

These are the initial photographs taken the morning after, before Service Master arrived:

Soaked carpeting between kitchen and dining room.

Built-in pantry was water-logged. Notice containers on uppermost shelf, full of contaminated water. The entire pantry was soaked, including the drawers beneath the cabinet shelving.

3rd shelf in pantry, bowls full of water.

Hallway where it was raining through the ceiling. Service Master is saying there is no need to replace the entire ceiling, only up to ½ way of the light fixture.

Entry way between hallway and living room. Was still soaked after sponging with many, many towels.

Trail of water path as I dragged wet toweling onto the back patio.

Water soaked carpeting in living room, where the couch resided, at the wall between living room and kitchen.

Fans after being placed by Service Master.

Kitchen ceiling where water was POURING through those two light fixtures. Notice the ceiling bulge at the light closest to the pantry and doorway.

Next morning, 5/27/17, ceiling bulge has turned into a large sag, with cracking. Service Master was phoned; representative came out and told us to call him if it were to fall before they were going to remove the damaged drywall.

An hour later, after Service Master Representative visited, the ceiling fell down. A call was placed to the representative who said he would have a crew on the way. Some time later, he phoned to explain that the first technician he was going to send had a family emergency, another crew was on their way.

A closer look at the felled ceiling.

The mess from the felled ceiling onto the kitchen floor.

Four hours after calling Service Master and no technician showing up, my husband and I screwed plywood on the ceiling hole and cleaned up the drywall and insulation mess (3 lawn bags full) that was upon the kitchen floor.

Furniture Medic begins removing cabinetry so that Service Master can remove the wall to the left of the stove, adjacent to the pantry.

Furniture Medics removing pantry interior…