8 weeks today I have been free of the beast.
My Nanna died of emphysema aged 60. Such a nasty nasty way to die. She was on oxygen, and once she actually set fire to herself because she lit up with the oxygen still attached. Didn't stop me smoking.
My mother had a massive stroke aged 64. She lives in a nursing home now, she has no quality of life. She is 68 now, but might as well be dead. Didn't stop me smoking.
Turning 50 stopped me - it was a bit of a wake up call that the danger zone (my 60's) was fast approaching.
My grandchild being on the way stopped me - I don't want my grandbabies to see me die so young, and so horribly. I want to be around for all the children of my children.
Life is too good to waste one more moment of it in isolation from the people that matter most to me in the world.
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