Video visit with a new doc to discuss medical MJ today. Nervous...
I'm 36 and have been physically disabled with my late teens, with both muscular and neurological pain and other symptoms resulting. It has gotten worse over the years, especially as a few other things have hit me. I've been shoveling down pills from pain management at the university for all that time, and noting that they give me a lot of difficult side effects but no longer adequately address the problems, I have been thinking about medical marijuana for a while. My uncle used it when his neck was shattered and it not only worked great for him, it helped him stop taking the same pain pill I'm on and would like to stop taking. I like that medical MJ is more natural, that the dispensaries monitor the supply to make sure it's safe, and that I can get THC-free versions which will just help the symptoms of my disability.
On the other hand, I'm nervous. I know this is controversial still, especially outside of treating things like cancer, despite being so very well researched. It's legal statewise here in FL, but not federally (yet). And, there's always that worry that it won't work but I may develop a dependency to yet another medication.
That leads into the next vent. Being physically disabled, I live at home, which means my parents are still involved in my health. They are vehemently against my using medical marijuana, my mother especially. It basically gets down to 1. she is coronaphobic and thinks I'll bring it home from the dispensary, and 2. she thinks it's going to be a failure, that it won't help me get off of any meds, and that I'll just end up "addicted" (she refuses to accept that addiction and dependency are medically different terms) to yet another thing. My father has been much less outraged about it, even said he understood why I'd want to try it, but standing my ground has led to my mother basically not speaking to me. She has declared, and so my dad has fallen in line, that I can talk to the new doc and buy the license but I'll have to move out if I want to actually use the medical MJ - even if it's not smoked or vaped.
All this after my pain management specialist said he was absolutely for it, and my pain psychiatrist (who is also the director of an alcohol/drug rehab center) also said the same and that he gave his blessing, believing I did not have an addictive personality or history and could handle it.
So, I just needed to vent. I hope the call goes well, but I wonder if it was worth it, especially because of the family consequences. Oy.
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You're also mentally competent, and your mother is not your conservator. Doctor patient privilege applies here, too.
If you take MMJ via gummy or edible, how will she know? It's the smoking in the house she objects to, you can go outside, or make yourself a smoking room in the garage, thick with blankets to absorb the smoke. Vaping won't leave that tell tale weed smell.
It's not the smell you're mother's objecting too, though. SHe doen't seem to care if the doctor loads you up on vicodin or oxy's, but weed, which is not addictive like alcohol or opioids, carries with it that 60s counter culture hippie rebel vibe. It's judgmental hypocrisy based on her values, not your medical needs.
Get a license, buy the gummies. 
I think it gets down to:
1. She had a bad experience (I guess a dangerous hallucination) with MJ when she was young, and she sees that happening to me, even though I've assured it's so unlikely without the THC.
2. I'm on a lot of meds, even I acknowledge that (it's why I'm hoping the MJ might help me detox from a few), and she thinks it won't work and I'll also not manage to wean off of any meds. In other words, she thinks it's going to be another drug on the pile.
3. There's the financial side, which is valid. I get a three digit stipend to live on and that's it. I go into this not knowing what the supply will cost, but absolutely knowing my insurance won't pay for it.
4. With regard to smoking, she doesn't want second hand exposure. That's fine, I'd smoke it outside. So, it then becomes that smoking it will give me lung cancer. I explain I can vape it, eat it, all kinds of other ways. Circle back to new addiction.
The last month waiting has driven me 
Being unable to hide it - and unwilling, I have the support of two trusted specialists - I'll also have to go live somewhere else if I want to use the license. That's her stance and dad has fallen into line with it just to keep her content. Coronavirus has done a real number on her nerves, but I think kicking me out knowing I really can't manage as a disabled person is her way to "win" the contest. Just my honest, private perspective.
I dunno, but I've paid, so I'm certainly having the appointment! I told her she can be there for it, and the doc's assistant has said the doc will happily answer every concern and question she has. What else can I do, right?
It went very well. The doctor was very straightforward, clear, friendly, practical, and very patient. My mom was present. I let my mom ask all of her questions and the doctor gave her very clear answers with promises that she would include research and other things which might reassure her about THC, because for my purposes, she says taking it without THC is pointless.
Summary result: pointless. Mom says I'm just making her upset after the call, that "I win" about this, but I'm leaving to use it. This is after the doctor explained that one can easily make hard candies out of syringe form medical MJ and it's super easy/quick, plus cost effective for someone on a tough budget like mine. Mom says after the fact, "No, it's not being cooked in my kitchen!" I explain that no, it's not cooking, you just put it into a mold and freeze it...
But, there is no winning. If I want to go ahead, which I intend to, then I have to move out. I don't know how I'm going to when there isn't Section 8 housing available for at least a year (I checked recently).
What a nightmare, when I thought the appointment went so well. She answered every question thoroughly, and thought chances were very good I could reduce or eliminate some of my pills, and it was a waste of time as far as convincing my mom. 
One way or another though, I'm going to figure out how to go ahead with this.