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 (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.