This post may seem a little dreary, and I may end up rambling - I apologize in advance if it becomes hard to follow. I don't know why I'm here. By "here" I mean in this melancholy & "pity party" emotional state. I think that part of it was reading that ladycigvictor's mother had quit smoking 16 years ago and was now coming to grips with the fact that she is going to die of cancer.
There's so many "why's" for me on the topic of smoking, health and cancer. So many things about the human body - about my body that I just don't understand, and the more I learn, the less I understand because it just gets more complicated as I go.
My doctor doesn't really "get it" either. Not to my standards anyhow. "This is happening." "But, why?" "Nobody really knows."
Do you ever wonder if they really know anything useful about the human body? Ever think that someday folks will be looking back on our medical practices and cringing, like we do when we read tales of leaches being used to cure disease a hundred or so years ago? It seems even more archaic when you look at "Women's medicine".
My ex bosses and I were very close at one time. They were ex-smokers and tried to encourage me to quit many times. Then one day he was diagnosed with lung cancer, and I was at his side 6 months or so later, holding his hand, when he took his very last breath.
In that couple's life together, she was the heavy smoker. It was she that smoked 3-4 packs per day and and it was she that had the hard time quitting and struggled with it so. Him? Eh - 5 or 6 cigarettes per day and then one day he just quit.
Yet, it was he, not she, that died of lung cancer. She's perfectly healthy, vibrant, and beautiful - going on with her life. It doesn't make any sense - especially from a "medical" perspective. It just doesn't make any sense at all. Oh, we've all tried to make sense of things like this - we say that it was second hand smoke or something, but nicotine was definitely to blame in some way shape or form.
Of course, nobody really knows why those 'never smokers' that never lived with a smoker get lung cancer and die. Must be a fluke of nature. I think those cases are going to be coming more and more prevalent as our society makes it easier for never smokers to never be around smokers.
I honestly hope so. I hope so for the quitters. I hope so for all of us that ever smoked around our families, our children, or our co-workers. I really hope so.
The thing is - guilt is a crappy emotion. Guilt breeds and grows and takes over your entire life and pretty soon you find yourself doing the exact same behavior you felt guilty about before.
Why does ladycigvictor's mother have to spend her last days with regret for having ever picked up a cigarette? Why does my ex boss have to wonder if it was her 3-4 packs a day that killed her husband?
Why does anyone who gets diagnosed with cancer have to face the exact same question.... "Oooo.. Were you a smoker?" and then watch that knowing look wash over the question asker's face when they answer "yes.. yes I used to smoke." ?
Does cancer suddenly become self-inflicted because I once smoked? I don't think that's fair to anybody. Not only do I not think it's fair, I think it's holding us back as a society and keeping us from finding other real causes of cancer that may have nothing at all to do with cigarettes. The fact that we place all the blame on the cigarettes could very well be leaving many folks - quitters, smokers, and never smokers alike, in real danger of some carcinogen out there.
Do you ever wonder if smokers or ex-smokers who die of cancer have some other risk factor in common?
I read this spiritual book one time about energy and it's flow through our bodies, and it talked about people who have a lot of fear, anger, and sadness - holding that in their chest, and consequently trying to sooth it and move that energy on by smoking. (I'm not going to talk about my own spiritual beliefs here - just talking about that book for the sake of discussion.)
My boss was a very fearful man. Always afraid of loosing something, or loosing control of some element in his life. He held onto his money as tight as could be, and pushed his own family back for fear they would take something from him. I find myself with some of those exact same traits.
What if - there were more to starting smoking in the first place than peer pressure or other typical society given reasons? What if - along with quitting smoking, we need to find out why we started in the first place and address those issues?
I don't know why I started smoking in the first place. I remember the event like it was yesterday, but I don't know why it occurred - can only speculate. None of my friends smoked, and my immediate family didn't smoke. In fact, I talked my best friend into starting with me. - *I* was the peer pressure! I CRAVED them worse than any crave I ever had after I quit. I used to dig through my home searching for something - anything to smoke. That began when I was 12. I started smoking when I was 16 - when I mustered the courage to go to the store and buy a pack. I tell people that I must have been addicted from the second hand smoke in the restaurants and the stores back then, but I don't know that for sure - it seems unlikely.
It all just makes me wonder, and it seems rather unfair.
Sorry again about the downer post!
Do any of you have any theories about any of these things or other things that you've wondered about that you'd like to share? Go ahead - even if it seems silly. Might make for an interesting discussion?
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]7/17/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 523
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 39,225
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $9,806.25
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 45 [B]Hrs:[/B] 14 [B]Mins:[/B] 41 [B]Seconds:[/B] 28