This morning, the RSO kicked my ass.
I woke up optimistic, good GKI numbers, a solid plan, breakfast on point. Then I took my morning dose. It hit hard: heavy body load, dizziness, deep fatigue. I chalked the intensity up to a combo of fasting yesterday and inconsistent extract strength.
Here’s the problem: I’m not in a legal state. There is no dispensary. No lab-tested oil. No pharmacist walking me through titration schedules or bioavailability. Just me, some Everclear, raw flower, and a prayer.
I’m following a protocol, what I call the Kill Switch Protocol that includes 1000mg/day of THC-rich cannabis oil (aka RSO) for its anti-cancer properties, combined with high-dose CBD, fasting, ketosis, and chemo. It's a metabolic assault on the disease, based in research and driven by desperation and discipline.
But what most people don't see is the daily gamble:
How strong is this batch?
Did I decarb it too hot?
Will this help me heal, or knock me down for 6 hours?
This isn’t just about getting high. It’s about staying alive.
It’s about trying to mimic clinical studies in a kitchen.
And it shouldn’t have to be this hard.
Why RSO Is Part of the Protocol
RSO (Rick Simpson Oil) isn’t magic. It’s medicine. And it’s gaining real traction in oncology circles for a reason:
THC can induce apoptosis (cell death) in certain cancer cells
It disrupts blood supply (angiogenesis) and can inhibit tumor growth
When paired with CBD, it improves tolerance, reduces inflammation, and may enhance efficacy
But dosage matters. Delivery matters. And consistency really matters, none of which is easy without lab oversight.
What Happens When You DIY Cancer Treatment?
When you're forced to extract your own medicine:
Your dosage will vary batch to batch
You risk underdosing or overdosing
You waste time learning techniques you shouldn’t have to
You become your own trial-and-error test subject
Cannabis may be “natural,” but this isn’t a game of edibles and vibes. This is chemotherapy + cannabinoids + fasting + survival. I need to know exactly what I’m putting in my body.
And here’s the kicker: I’m doing this while immunocompromised and managing fatigue, nausea, neuropathy, and the existential weight of Stage IV cancer.
But this isn't just about managing symptoms, this is research. I’m running a full-blown metabolic protocol on myself: tracking glucose, ketones, sleep, mood, inflammation, and journaling everything I eat, feel, and dose. I'm collecting clinical-grade data, building a system for metabolic pattern recognition, and preparing to hand it all over to cancer researchers regardless how this turns out (dead or alive).
I am the subject, the researcher, the pharmacist, and the statistician.
Call it what it is: a one-man clinical trial. Without funding, without legal protection, and without access to consistent inputs like properly dosed cannabis oil. And if you're wondering why patients like me take these risks?
Because the alternative is doing nothing. And doing nothing is a slow, painful death.
Legalization Isn’t a Luxury. It’s a Lifeline
This is where the politics crash into the personal.
I’m not asking for a blunt and a beach. I’m asking for:
Safe access to consistent medicine
Medical guidance on dosing
Legal protection while I fight for my life
And until we have that, patients like me will continue rolling the dice every day, fighting two battles: one against cancer, and one against a broken system.
Legalization. Research. Survival
If the U.S. actually cared about patients, it would:
Legalize nationwide medical cannabis
Fund real cannabis trials
Allow oncologists to work with, not around, patients like me
Until then, I’ll be doing what I’ve always done, fighting for my life, and for a future where we don’t have to.
Takeaway for Other Patients
Start slow. Even 30mg of RSO can feel like a truck hit you.
Track every dose and effect. Write it down.
Pair with CBD to ease side effects.
Infuse RSO into oils or food to spread the load across meals.
When in doubt, skip a dose, not a meal or a moment of clarity.
And most importantly, speak up. Share your story.
Because the only thing worse than having cancer is having cancer without access to the tools that might save you. As always guys reach out if you need anything. Peace and love humans.
Read this on Substack where it first appeared — if you’re into that sort of thing.
