My Name Is EdChapter 58
The patient was real enough, but old dying people were easy to find. She was a black lady dying from a kidney disease. She was already on dialysis and her time was limited. I explained to her that our pot was edible. She should have one cookie in the morning which should stop the pain until after supper. Of course we couldn’t guarantee it, but it usually worked like that. I also explained, “Some people, who are trying to stop us from providing the service, might call wanting to know details...