I get very emotional when I discuss nausea. Any of you who do skype vape sessions with me can hear the tears in my voice when I talk about nausea. I am crying now. I was a championship fighter for my entire lifetime, and a dog trainer. Never took a pill.. never puked. I was Superman. Things change! After my coma, I was left with many issues. Spasticity, that makes my body twist in directions I am not planning on aiming! Pain that makes me shout out, and then publicly announce "hehe.. excuse me folks.. a bit of a cramp" I have gotten over the self conciousness of a broken Gait as I walk.. But (the big but) Every morning I wake up and forget the morning before... I think today will be OK... but it never is. I fall to my knees and cry daily.. At night Patty says "Honey, did you get your morning meds ground?".. I love Patty with all of my heart and I comply. If I fall asleep or forget... when I wake up it is too late. I hurry in the morning to grind some herb, and vape a fast stem.... if I wait to long..... Patty will find me. A grown man... A once famous champion..... now a shattered man.... on his knees... in tears... "Oh God... why... I didnt do anything bad... please God .. tell me why and I will be good.. I swear... " Patty walks in... " Oh honey I am so sorry"... My 115 lb wife drags my crumpled form into my wheelchair from it's station on the floor at the toilet. I am not embarrassed.. not humiliated at being an EX hero... now reduced to daily tears.. I am grateful... because without her help.. I would not be able to get myself to my meds to grind.... 2 large vape hits, and the tears begin to dry... I kiss my Patty. "I am so sorry Patty... I am so sorry that this happens to me, and that you have to see it" She doesn't use weed... but she understands.. "I am glad your OK now Vito... tonight I will remind you to get the Daily Grind done for tomorrow!" When I qualified as an MMJ Patient.. they qualified me on 4 separate criteria. I was and am a fighter.... Pain...haha... bring it on!. I am not afraid. Neurapathy.. Mind over matter Spastic Convulsion... what the hell you lookin' at?? but... Nausea... Nausea you fucking Monster... YOU BEAST.... How I loath you... I would kill you dead if I could... but I can not see you or touch you... and if you get too close.. I am powerless against you. Now friends- you have read my true feelings about Nausea. Anyone want to try to come up in here and take my MMJ card?