I'll admit that it's still a little odd feeling when a 60-year-old grandmother comes to you for cannabis advice; even moreso when she is sitting with you on your deck smoking your best, and asking when the hashish will be finished drying!   She is just getting over a hysterectomy after having had some multiple-pound fibroid removed, and is a pretty hurting unit.  This on top of her qualifying medical condition (she was hit by a city bus).  She has turned into one of my (our) dearest friends, and makes me feel like my mom's here!