06-28-2016, 11:32 PM
I was never a habitual or even daily smoker, but my wife was. Eventually, I'd have a few with her when we drank. I doubt I ever had more than 5 in a day. Never did in the car or at work or even outside of my backyard save maybe a dozen times.
I never thought much of it, but then in 2013, soon before my son was born, my dad found out he had stage 4 colon cancer, or as they called it "abdominal cancer" because it was very widespread by the time it was discovered. After witnessing him die what can only be described as a slow, excruciating death, I decided never again. I even changed my diet dramatically. Got my wife to stop, too, but that was easy considering she's already stopped when she got pregnant.
It seems like common sense, but I honestly was oblivious to what it's like to die of cancer. I'd only heard of it, as opposed to seeing it up close. That shit is no joke whatsoever. I wouldn't wish it on anyone, period. By the time he went, he wanted to die, and he told me so. That's the most brutally painful thing I've ever had to hear in my life. He'd been through two intestinal surgeries, 3 round of chemo, and lost nearly 85 pounds in the fight. It was unreal.
Just think about that when you want to smoke. Imagine how you picture your golden years, how you want to spend your time and the money you've worked hard to earn.
I never thought much of it, but then in 2013, soon before my son was born, my dad found out he had stage 4 colon cancer, or as they called it "abdominal cancer" because it was very widespread by the time it was discovered. After witnessing him die what can only be described as a slow, excruciating death, I decided never again. I even changed my diet dramatically. Got my wife to stop, too, but that was easy considering she's already stopped when she got pregnant.
It seems like common sense, but I honestly was oblivious to what it's like to die of cancer. I'd only heard of it, as opposed to seeing it up close. That shit is no joke whatsoever. I wouldn't wish it on anyone, period. By the time he went, he wanted to die, and he told me so. That's the most brutally painful thing I've ever had to hear in my life. He'd been through two intestinal surgeries, 3 round of chemo, and lost nearly 85 pounds in the fight. It was unreal.
Just think about that when you want to smoke. Imagine how you picture your golden years, how you want to spend your time and the money you've worked hard to earn.
