The Mother Of Medical Marijuana

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Mae Nutt, now deceased, is the “godmother” of Michigan Medical Marijuana. Her son Keith developed testicular cancer at age 22. After two surgeries, Keith was given a chemotherapy drug that made him “vomit violently for eight to ten hours, and afterward be so profoundly nauseated that he could not bear to look at or smell food”. Mae Nutt read about medical marijuana, then called her state representative and was referred to activist Roger Winthrop…(hey, that’s r.d.). She got the medicine.

“The next day we took the marijuana to Keith in the hospital”, said Mae. “After he smoked it the vomiting abruptly stopped. The sudden change was amazing to see.” His nausea also ended; he felt hungry and gained weight. He joined the family for dinner rather than lying in his room “like a wounded animal”. He was able to testify before the Senate Judiciary committee about a medical marijuana law that was in the Michigan legislature, and enjoyed teaching others about the medicine.

Testimony was also given by a Grand Rapids Christian Reformed pastor, Reverend Negen. He described the agony of his daughter’s chemotherapy, and how he had to send his sons out onto the street to find the only thing that helped her.

 

“On October 10, 1979 the Michigan House voted 100 to 0 in favor” of making medical marijuana available (the Senate vote was 33 to 1). (35 states passed medical marijuana during this period – the feds squashed all attempts to implement these laws).

 

the momma of medical marijuana ! Thank you Mae Nutt ! for paving the way !  I thought the hippies did it, tehe

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Thank you Mae

 

Although grassmatch as you know,  there are many who helped to pave the way... even 'hippies' (ugg that word again)

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right on !   my part during those times was to entertain the foxy babysitter I was awarded, bell bottoms, long straight hair, soft spoken, I can still smell her perfume. her type became my teen focus, at least until I married one.

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LOL!  Good for you!

 

Peace, you old hippie you

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we aints that old.

 

the only time I suffer bodily injury now is getting out of bed !

 

but its all very good !