My pains were worsening. This pain in the feet never did look so serious till the doctors started suggesting that I would need to go under the scalpel in order to be free from this excruciating routine of every day. There was nothing that I could do to alleviate the pain. And only when the surgery was being fixed, I realized that I had few other complications that could make my surgery a serious business. It could even turn out fatal.
I was beginning to think that my miseries were coming to an end, but Alas!
Only when I was thinking that my pains were now going to end with a surgical solution, the doctors refused to touch because I had high blood pressure and was also borderline diabetic. My hopes to live pain-free albeit even for a little while were all shattered. There was a possibility that I was entering into the deep abyss of a depression.
Thankfully, doctors thought that Kratom could be a saving grace:
Yes, and it did. The moment I was being administered in measured quantities under the supervision of the physician I was doing great. The dark clouds of depression were also moving over. I was finally seeing some hope. Then the unthinkable happened. The DEA wanted to ban the plant because it thought it was equivalent to the weed and the cannabis; I was beginning to shatter again.
I decided that traveling all the way to procure these extracts would be impractical albeit even impossible once the DEA successfully classifies it under the Schedule 1 drug. So, I bought a few kratom plants, learned about them and started growing them in my own house. Here I was having my own stock supply of kratom. People who picked it up from me gave me flattering reviews and there has been no looking back since then,