I tell my wife if i ever get some serious illness im going to be studying up on medical marijuana lol.
Not that i like it. I hate the smell. And i used it once in highschool and hated it. Well i was drunk and high at the same time. Both for the first time being really drunk and really high.
Omg i about died, horrible night, getting attacked by ghosts, running from police, clothes lined by a clothes line, it got me right on my neck and took me off my feet and on my back. I was bleeding ear to ear with a nasty cut, lost body function, had someone use my fingers to help me throw up all that crap.
Stayed sick for like 4 days.
So all of that was because i told God i knew what i was doing. I remember the Spirit trying so hard to stop me from going. I even had a cross necklace i wore all the time, and i took it off and hid it in my pocket. That cross was in my pocket all night.
As i laid there with little function in my hand. I grabbed that cross and held it all night. Because i never blacked out but was conscious even though i couldn't move.
The next morning that cross was indented in my hand.
Needless to say I learned my lesson. God has always taught me the hard way.