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Subterfuge, stigma and fear

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One after another spoke of the healing impacts of cannabis.

A young man with crippling anxiety and Tourette’s syndrome said a slew of psychiatri­c drugs couldn’t quell his outbursts, but pot did. It wasn’t a cure. But it helped. I came away convinced that marijuana was worth a try. After weeks of back and forth, my son’s neurologis­t agreed. And so, at age nine, my son became the youngest person with a medical-marijuana licence in Rhode Island. We found a certified supplier. Then, we got busy figuring out which type of marijuana would best work for him and how to get him to ingest it.

The first days were overwhelmi­ng. The grower would show up with six or more strains. And I was terrified of doing something wrong. But Lester Grinspoon, a psychiatri­st and professor at Harvard Medical School who has been researchin­g cannabis since the 1960s, reassured me that the worst we could do was make our son fall asleep. Of course, paranoia is another clichéd side-effect of marijuana, but Columbia University neuroscien­tist Carl Hart, who has administer­ed marijuana to thousands of research subjects, notes that paranoia wears off within hours.

Indeed, cannabis is one of the few substances on Earth that can’t kill you. It was classified as a Schedule 1 drug under the 1970 Controlled Substances Act, suggesting the potential for abuse, a concern about safety and the absence of an accepted medical use. But subsequent research has shown that cannabis is not physically addictive, as many illicit drugs are, and that it could make life better for people with a range of ailments, such as Tourette’s, irritable bowel syndrome, anxiety, glaucoma, spasticity, Huntington’s disease, chronic pain and intractabl­e epilepsy. And the safety concerns have turned out to be unfounded.

“Nearly all medicines have toxic, potentiall­y lethal effects,” a Drug Enforcemen­t Administra­tion administra­tive judge wrote in 1988. “But marijuana is not such a sub- stance. There is no record in the extensive medical literature describing a proven, documented cannabis-induced fatality.”

So even parents who might not have my penchant for methodical experiment­ation would have little to fear in using it to treat children like mine.

For my son, not every strain of cannabis helped. When we did see positive effects, they were often accompanie­d by red eyes or an unwillingn­ess to do anything (“couch lock,” it’s casually called). But eventually, we settled on White Russian, a favourite of cancer patients in pain, and we transition­ed from cookies to an oil tincture that my son received orally every few hours with a dropper. (That allowed us to titrate the dosage and made it easier for the nurse to administer at school.) It left him clear-eyed and alert, without the constant pain-furrow in his brow or the off-the-wall rages.

It seemed like a miracle. And seven years later, it’s still working. But unlike with other wonder drugs, we can’t just pop into the pharmacy for refills.

Growers come and go, and their supplies are always just one mite infestatio­n or robbery or legal scare away from disaster. My son’s original provider, who had put a lot of his own money into making an indoor grow-room for our son’s plants, was robbed and dropped out of Rhode Island’s medicalmar­ijuana program. Another certified grower accidental­ly killed his plants. Not long after, another certified provider we used called us in a panic. He was being evicted because his landlord was getting anxious about his organic-marijuana operation. Pot, though legal under state law, is still federally illegal to grow, possess or ingest in the U.S. (Licensed medical-marijuana patients and providers have ended up in prison, even while OxyContin, a powerful Schedule 2 drug, is legally prescribab­le for children.)

Once, when my son was late getting his cannabis oil after school, he put his head through a window and cut his face in a frenzy of pain. We gave him his medication, and he calmed down enough that we could take him to the ER. But at the hospital, I didn’t know whether to admit that we’d given him cannabis. Would I be arrested? Would they call social services?

Things got even more complicate­d when we sold our house in Rhode Island and moved to New York full-time in 2015. Eighty-two per cent of New York voters support medical marijuana, according to polls. But the state’s newly implemente­d medical-marijuana program is absurdly rigid. While other states include autism on their lists of qualifying conditions, New York does not consider glaucoma, much less autism, a sufficient qualificat­ion, and physicians have to take a time-intensive course to become certified to prescribe. We left Rhode Island with almost a litre of cannabis-infused oil, but, even though we measure it out in drops, it won’t last forever. And because my son had to turn in his medical-marijuana licence when we moved, we can’t go back to get more.

The lone dispensary that serves all of Manhattan was, when we walked by one recent weekday, empty of patrons. Contrast this with Denver. In 2014, I visited Medicine Man, a medical and recreation­al dispensary on the outskirts of the city that was so crowded, I had to wait in line with about a dozen other people. I was amazed by the diversity of cannabis available, the wide variety of strains, and the mesmerizin­g display of tinctures, edibles, even topical creams for muscle pain. Trained workers were on hand to answer any questions. I wanted to cry, thinking that I could buy bags of White Russian but I wouldn’t be able to take them out of Colorado. If we take our son’s marijuana when we travel, we worry that we’re committing interstate drug traffickin­g.

This subterfuge, the stigma, the fear and the work required to find a steady supply of the right plant prevent more families with kids in crisis from trying medical marijuana. Even parents sent along by our son’s neurologis­t, who has been amazed by his transforma­tion, have concluded that it’s all too much for them.

Removing these barriers would be as simple as removing cannabis from Schedule 1, as several highprofil­e leaders, including the governors of Washington and Rhode Island, have urged. I was optimistic that former president Barack Obama would do it. After all, he is an admitted one-time recreation­al user, who told The New Yorker that marijuana is less dangerous than alcohol and who’s said that science guides his decisions on policy. But the DEA sidelined science when it rejected reclassifi­cation in August.

“This decision isn’t based on danger,” DEA chief Chuck Rosenberg said. “This decision is based on whether marijuana, as determined by the FDA, is a safe and effective medicine, and it’s not.”

President Donald Trump has said little about cannabis, other than it “should be a state issue.” That doesn’t bode well for federal declassifi­cation. And some observers predict that Jeff Sessions, Trump’s pick for attorney general, may go to war on legal marijuana.

What are my choices, then, as a law-abiding parent, when my son’s cannabis oil runs out? The look of joy and pride on his face as he rides, the same as other kids with their families, on a beautiful waterside bike path in New York is glorious to see. He shouldn’t have to go back to days of howling pain and self-injury.

Once, when my son was late getting his cannabis oil after school, he put his head through a window and cut his face in a frenzy of pain. We gave him his medication, and he calmed down enough that we could take him to the ER.

 ?? GOSIA WOZNIACKA/ THE ASSOCIATED PRESS ?? Research has shown that cannabis, unlike many illicit drugs, is not physically addictive and that it could make life better for people with ailments such as Tourette’s syndrome, irritable bowel syndrome, anxiety, glaucoma, spasticity, Huntington’s disease, chronic pain and intractabl­e epilepsy.
GOSIA WOZNIACKA/ THE ASSOCIATED PRESS Research has shown that cannabis, unlike many illicit drugs, is not physically addictive and that it could make life better for people with ailments such as Tourette’s syndrome, irritable bowel syndrome, anxiety, glaucoma, spasticity, Huntington’s disease, chronic pain and intractabl­e epilepsy.
 ?? BRENNAN LINSLEY/ THE ASSOCIATED PRESS FILES ?? Marie Myung-Ok Lee transition­ed her son from cannabis cookies to an oil tincture that he received orally every few hours with a dropper. She says it left him clear-eyed and alert and without pain or violent rages.
BRENNAN LINSLEY/ THE ASSOCIATED PRESS FILES Marie Myung-Ok Lee transition­ed her son from cannabis cookies to an oil tincture that he received orally every few hours with a dropper. She says it left him clear-eyed and alert and without pain or violent rages.
 ?? MARCIO JOSE SANCHEZ/ THE CANADIAN PRESS ?? Lee says she experiment­ed with many types of marijuana as she crafted her son’s cookies — always trying them herself — until she arrived at a recipe that worked.
MARCIO JOSE SANCHEZ/ THE CANADIAN PRESS Lee says she experiment­ed with many types of marijuana as she crafted her son’s cookies — always trying them herself — until she arrived at a recipe that worked.

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