Smoking kills

I read somewhere that if you do something for 30 days, it becomes a habit. I think the length of time involved was 30 days more or less.  I also know if you don’t do something for several days it becomes a habit. So even if you develop a good habit, you can lose it. Bad habits are hard to break.

Smoking is apparently a difficult habit to break. Fortunately for me, when I tried smoking it made me sick.  Very sick.  Lately, one of my granddaughters has taken up this filthy habit, and is now “trying to quit.” It won’t get any easier as she ages. I know smoking shortened the lives of both of my parents.

When my Dad had his first heart attack, the doctor told me smoking had caused Dad’s blood vessels to grow very thin. The thinness of the blood vessels coupled with the triglycerides in his artery walls associated with his diabetes made some medical procedures very dangerous.  He suffered another heart attack and had quadruple by-pass surgery.  Then he contracted testicular cancer, then bone cancer which eventually killed him.  He smoked until the bitter end.

David’s Mom, a chain-smoker like my Dad developed lung cancer. While she was still in the hospital after her first lung was removed, she asked David to “fetch” her cigarettes.

“You can’t have them Mom,” he told her, “you are on oxygen and you will blow the place up if you light a match.” She persisted, and eventually got her way, being rolled down the hall away from the oxygen before she lit up.

My Dad and David’s Mom both smoked until the bitter end. My Mom also smoked like a chimney. Both parents had yellow teeth.

Smoking lung cancer

Smoking lung cancer (Photo credit: Wikipedia) 

Neither David or I smoke.  It has nothing to do with being morally superior, just lucky on my part because cigarettes made me sick. David being wise made the decision he would never take up the filthy habit.

18 thoughts on “Smoking kills

  1. It’s hard to tell the young not to smoke. I was told by a nephew once that some of the girls he had known used to smoke to suppress their appetite and stay skinny. I used to smoke but thankfully I married a non-smoker and when my parents, my mother particularly, started having serious health issues due to smoking, I knew it was time to quit. It’s not easy but considering the alternative. My mother used to be gasping when I was on the phone with her and she would ask my Dad to bring her a cigarette. I knew I didn’t want to end up like that so I quit cold turkey. Both their lives were cut short because of smoking. I wish I could tell a young person not to start but they don’t really see very far down the road at that age, just what is around the corner.

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  2. I have a relative that we’re trying to convince to stop smoking, but she insists her doctor tells her that her lungs look great. I’m finding that hard to believe, but that’s what she tells me. Her kids have been trying to get her to quit too, to no avail. She’s 8 years younger than me, but has three times the wrinkles. People have actually mentioned it to me. She tells me her parents lived a long life even if they smoked. She forgets her father was pulling an oxygen tank with him and her mom had emphysema. It’s sad, expensive and frustrating. Neither my brother nor I smoke because we hated the smell on my father. My husband doesn’t because he saw what it did to his father before he finally stopped.

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  3. We have family members that smoke and I detest it! My cousin asked how my skin stays so smooth and wrinkle-free (for now anyway) and I wanted to say, “because I don’t smoke”. She looks much older than her 36 years and I know it’s the cigarettes robbing her of her youth. My aunt chain smokes and sounds like a man on the phone. And her yellow teeth are really off-putting. Sad what cigarettes do to a person.

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  4. I’m like you – I tried to smoke once for a play I was acting in at secondary school – I never got as far as a proper puff, it smelled vile, tasted awful and was burning hot. I have always been thankful I never got hooked. Freda from Dalamory http://www.freda.org.uk

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  5. I smoked for about 30 days, but it was one cigarette a day, so I was able to easily kick the habit. But I also smoked out of depression, so once I became stable on meds, I no longer had the desire to do it.

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  6. Yup, it is a truly filthy habit. You should smell books that belonged to a dedicated smoker. I was one once. Life is so much simpler without smoking. 🙂

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  7. You’re right it is a filthy habit. My 60 a day dad died of a heart attack in his 40’s, he had emphysema and other smoke related illnesses. I was 7 years old. Now my mum, who depending where she’s at, smokes between 20 and 40 a day also has emphysema. She has opted for the smoke herself into an earlier grave rather than quit decision.
    My brother, my sister and myself all have asthma. Mine is especially bad. I’m not saying that I wouldn’t have been asthmatic anyway – but I’m really sure it made things worse that my mother: smoked throughout the pregnancy, in the car and filled the house with her smoking pals so that the smoke hung like a thick fog in the air. Plus I know cigarette smoke really effects me – any time I come into contact with it I start to wheeze.
    That being said, I am not blaming my mother, those were different times. It was the social norm and people didn’t take the health effects seriously.
    But I do feel strongly about young mothers smoking nowadays. Because they are spoon fed on the risks yet they chose to ignore them. If they don’t have children, or stop when pregnant and then always smoke outside then I completely accept that – they know the risks and ultimately it is up to them what they do to their bodies. BUT the ones who smoke around their children – ARGH – that makes me really mad.

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  8. My Dad smoked everywhere, including the car, and I could not stand it. My eyes watered, I coughed and could not breathe. So I never took up the habit. He died of smoking-related illnesses.

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  9. I took up smoking in high school and was a light smoker for 13 years. Usually smoked about two packs a week. Even then I realized it was dangerous and vowed to quit on New Year’s Day 1974. I convinced myself that I would quit after I finished the last pack I had. On January 3rd, about halfway through the pack I lit one up in the car, got smoke in my eyes coughed like hell and wadded the pack up and threw it out the window (yes, I littered). That is the last smoke I ever had. It will be 40 years this next January.

    By the way, since you said you were going to post less I’ve had a hard time keeping up with all your posts. How will I ever stay up with you if you decide to quit posting altogether?

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