When my mother-in-law was in the final, harrowing throes of pancreatic cancer, she had only one good day, and that was the day she smoked pot. Read this thoughtful, sad piece from the NY Times Journal of Medicine (12/10/11).
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When my mother-in-law was in the final, harrowing throes of pancreatic cancer, she had only one good day, and that was the day she smoked pot. Read this thoughtful, sad piece from the NY Times Journal of Medicine (12/10/11).