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Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist, My Journal of Healing Using Cannabis and Traditional Herbs, 2nd Edition
Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist, My Journal of Healing Using Cannabis and Traditional Herbs, 2nd Edition
Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist, My Journal of Healing Using Cannabis and Traditional Herbs, 2nd Edition
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Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist, My Journal of Healing Using Cannabis and Traditional Herbs, 2nd Edition

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Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist describes the author's remission from Rheumatoid Arthritis using medicinal cannabis and traditional herbs.

First published in 2016, in this 2nd Edition, the author updates readers on not only her current progress but also includes additional tincturing information. 

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 25, 2020
ISBN9781393755333
Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist, My Journal of Healing Using Cannabis and Traditional Herbs, 2nd Edition

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    Confessions of a Back Porch Herbalist, My Journal of Healing Using Cannabis and Traditional Herbs, 2nd Edition - Janet Erickson

    Developing Rheumatoid Arthritis

    WHEN I DEVELOPED RHEUMATOID arthritis, my entire life changed. Basically, the RA exploded into being, going from generalized pain and fatigue to severe in no time. I was in excruciating pain for thirteen years. Six months after beginning a year-long flare that I truly believed I wouldn’t survive I became a cannabis patient. Three months after making and using various concentrated medicines, I was finally in clinical remission. Until that time, I had found no real relief from the medications prescribed to me by the various rheumatologists I saw over the years. And it was so odd that none of my doctors ever tried to figure out why I never improved. They were content to prescribe immunosuppressive medicines that didn’t seem to work while I lived in misery.

    Medical cannabis had been legal here in Oregon since 1998, and there was plenty of anecdotal information available for me to put together a treatment plan for myself. And after eleven years on medication, I really didn’t care anymore. So, we grew and after harvest I began to make medicine from cannabis.

    When my RA turned severe, I never knew if I could actually get out of the car and walk into the grocery store, let alone do any shopping. My husband would park me in the produce department with the cart for support and then run all over the store getting our supplies. Then we’d make our way to the nearest checkout line and get out of there as quickly as possible. At that point, I’d have to make the trek to the car, which was excruciating. But then everything was excruciating. Our shopping trips happened at the end of the day when I had no reserves left given that I was typically exhausted by one o’clock in the afternoon.

    Fatigue is part of RA, but it’s FATIGUE, not fatigue that sufferers experience. My hand to the Goddess, it’s on the level of mononucleosis. I would simply shut down between noon or one o’clock and have trouble moving the rest of the day. So, I reserved whatever energy I had left for getting in the car and going home.

    This went on for years. Vacations were a nightmare, but we took them anyway. Everything had to be planned to the nth degree. All possible scenarios had to be considered. Could I make it down the long hallway in airports toward my gate? We owned a business at the time and occasionally we would have to travel to one place or another and it was both a struggle and a challenge to do any of that. In the beginning, it was all I could do to walk from the car to the chair at my desk. And I would need time to recuperate just from that every morning.

    It’s been five years since I began this journey of healing with cannabis. And I did it while going through menopause, no less. I walk easily now, something that I couldn’t do without extreme difficulty during those years. I fell and tore my meniscus on my left knee, after which I used a cane for years just to get from one place to the next. I didn’t want surgery, and my doctor said I had a choice in the matter, so I chose to use a cane and be careful, rehabbing my knee with a stationary recumbent bike. Recent x-rays show some damage there, but not as much as I would have expected, and now my husband and I walk between two and five miles a day.

    And now, after nearly five years in remission, I’ve discontinued the biologic, the only prescribed medication I had left. I can always begin again if necessary but after all this time, but I’d like to see if I can live without it.

    I’m writing all of this to share my journey back to health. As I go forward, I’ll be writing about the herbs I’m using, and their effect on rheumatoid arthritis. In a real sense, it’s a journey not only of healing but also of discovery. As I look around my property everywhere I look I see medicinal plants that I can use to remain balanced

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