Thirteen years ago, I watched my father die, ravaged by
cancer.

For three weeks at the end, he was in and out of reality.

His pain and his agonizing fight for breath were horrific.

My mom and I begged his doctor to give him something stronger than
Tylenol with codeine for his pain, but to no avail. Every night, from
Dad's bedroom window, I could see drug deals going down on the street
below, I watched but did nothing while my father slowly, painfully
died. I'm still furious at the doctor and myself.

If I had the opportunity again, I would go to the street for drugs and
I would make him marijuana tea - anything to ease his suffering.

I thank God for people like Renee Boje who are fighting the
system.

Name withheld Panama City, Fla.

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Referenced: http://www.mapinc.org/drugnews/v99/n1226/a03.html?38407
Related: Renee's website: http://www.thecompassionclub.org/renee/ . MAP's:
shortcut to articles about Renee is: http://www.mapinc.org/renee.htm