When I was a child our Grandma came to live with us, due to her deteriorating health. When I was a teenager she had gotten to the point where she needed full time care so she moved to a nice nursing home. She had her own little current home and everything, so she could keep a sense of autonomy, but she had around the clock help if she needed it; From that point on I was a respected fixture at the nursing home. I appreciated Grandma and didn’t want her to be lonely, and I also l gained she had the most killer cannabis around. I didn’t have access to medical marijuana, but it turns out Grandma had been given a prescription some years ago. Not only did she like smoking cannabis, but it had done wonders for her health and her attitude. I guess the two things are connected, and since the cannabis lightened her mood and made her happier, that is what boosted her health. Anyway, Grandma had easily high standards for cannabis, and wouldn’t touch anything except the most top-shelf blends and strains. I was pleased to smoke whatever marijuana I could get our hands on, but she was very certain. She number one to use the Sativa strains in the earlier area of the day, and then move on to Indica in the evenings when she watched Wheel of Fortune. From then on we got along great, and smoking a substantial fat bowl of cannabis while watching game shows with Grandma became a bi-weekly ritual. I still see her almost every day!