Pot Permit A Sign Our System Is High Already

The Denver Post
My indoctrination began in a waiting room monitored by surveillance cameras and an armed guard.
"The doctor will see you now," a clerk announced as Dr. Paul Bregman emerged from his office, reluctant to shake my hand.
"Flu, H1N1 and all that. I'm trying not to get sick," he said nervously.
So went my appointment at CannaMed, a Denver clinic that claims to be "Colorado's Leading Medical Marijuana Doctors Evaluation Referral Service."
In one hour Friday, between picking up my dry cleaning and refilling my wiper fluid, I applied as a patient and got certified. All without giving a single vital sign or disclosing how much I weigh.
"This is serious, serious medicine. Patients need this medicine. We're talking about pain here, real pain. You know what I mean?" said Bregman, who apparently has a broad definition of suffering.
I'd brought along my mom, a sensible midwesterner, to keep me company as I unshrouded the curious process of being evaluated for Colorado's registry. I answered the doctor's questions. He deemed that I qualify — noting that no one can really measure anyone else's pain.