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Originally Posted by Tinkerbelle
Oh Rind  That happens all to often. It's happened in my family too. It makes you sit up and think if you've actually been smoking for the majority of your life is it actually wise to give up or is that the trigger for the dormant cancerous cells to come alive? |
I'm not going to go into a big morbid post about what happened, but it was quite horrible.
Sadly the last year of my Dad's life he really struggled to keep off the fags, he was grumpy, and he found it hard work, but he did it. Just after Christmas he finally started to feel better, and felt he had cracked it. He had two months were he was happy, and more like himself, and did all the things he liked again, like messing about on boats.
A month after that he had a bad back, and went to the doctors, and they found he had a terminal cancer, which had spread from his lungs. A week later he died at home, with us all on the bed with him, aged fifty one.
I've not posted this to frighten anyone. My Dad was just unlucky. I'm so proud that he managed to stop smoking, and he maybe could have gone on to live for years if he managed to stop earlier.
He made me and my brother promise to stop smoking. He was a realist though, and didn't tell us to stop straight away, but in our own time.
Thirteen years later we both still smoke.