I am 42 and have been switching between cigarettes and smokeless
(chewing) tobacco from the age of 18. In the recent years the anti-tobacco messages had
started staring me in face wherever I went and whatever I did. In India there are posters
, slogans, advertisements in newspapers, magazines , TV programs etc which describe the
evils of tobacco use in great details..
Everytime I received such a message I felt guilty. At the
same time I started rationalizing that people have been smoking for few centuries , why
make so much fuss about it ? It's the modern life and stress that kills people and not
smoking. I am a teetotaler , vegetarian and I walk 5-6 kms a day. Knowing fully well that
all these things are being done by me as a compensation for my smoking. My wife , my
mother had been after me to stop smoking, but I got irritated and angry with them. I could
not imagine how I would survive those few moments when a tobacco hit was almost mandatory
! First cigarette after waking up in the morning , cigarette after breakfast , lunch and
dinner ! What a joy, what bliss !!!
I had quit using tobacco four times in the past , everytime
I felt that now I am free , there is no harm if I start using it occasionally. And then
the nightmare started again. These experiences convinced my that a person who has tasted
tobacco and liked it can never be totally free, he will have to be on guard for the life.
I did everything to ensure that I remained healthy, except
giving up tobacco , as I felt that, it was my only vice. Also my health is otherwise
excellent. I have not lost even a single working day due to any kind of illness in last 10
However, last week, father of my daughter's friend died. He
was of my age. He was obese and a heavy smoker. He died of heart attack on the spot
without even a chance for treatment in the hospital. He just toppled and was no more. My
daughter told me this. She didn't say anything else, she just looked at me. The fear and
insecurity in her eyes were glaring at me. My wife who was sitting nearby did not even
look at me, but I could sense her anxiety and fear like a red beacon with a siren. All my
favorite rationalizations such as he was fat anyway , I am slim etc died on my lips.
Next day I just stopped smoking. This is my fourth day. It
has been absolute hell. But I am sticking to it. Like the boy who asked God , "why
haven't you put vitamins in Ice creams and burgers instead of spinach" , I have asked
him often in past four days "why have you made nicotine which is so enjoyable, so
harmful ?". That is the kind of hold nicotine had on me. This time I believe that I
am not going to repeat my past mistakes. I am convinced , now that I have quit , it will
be safe to take that occasional puff or that cigarette only after I die
from Deb Ann...
I can't really pin point just one thing. I
started smoking when I was 14 and Jan 26th of this year I will be 35 years old. This is my
7th quit in the last 6 years,but for some reason I know this is my last quit. I just have
a new feeling of confidence( after looking at sites that show you exactly what it is like
to live with lung problems, not something I want to do) and a stronger faith in God.
In starting to answer this question many things
come to mind: like smoking through my pregnancies even though I was very ill, promising my
kids when they were little and asked me to quit cause it would kill me,that I would and
then forgetting the promise, watching my 15 year old daughter start smoking, watching her
smoke during her pregnancy even though she was sick,getting pneumonia or pleurisy ever
year for the last 5 years, not being able to exercise anymore, not being able to breath
When I look at my 6 month old Grandbaby all I
can think is how much he and his mom and his uncle and his grandfather need me. I know
that I will not see him grow up if I don't quit now and then who would be his babysitter?
Who would help my daughter when she called and needed her mom if her mom was dead? Who
would hold my hubby when he needs comfort if I am gone? Who will tell my son why women are
so..... if his mom is absent. Thoughts like these are constantly running through my head
and I guess that is what you could call my last straw.
What I have realized in all the attempts to quit
is that we do have a higher power and if ever we need to lean on him it is when we are
trying to quit smoking,
I am so happy that this web
site is here. I have read the "LAST STRAWS" and feelthat I must add mine. I
have been a smoker for many years. I started when I was 14, 15,16. Icannot remember. I
have been on the patches for 8 weeks now. This is my seventh attempt toquit. I have recently received
news from my allergist that nicotine and cigarette smoke is a highallergen for me. THAT WAS MY
STRAW THAT BROKE THE CAMELS BACK. I am so intent to quit that I have a hard time
being around close, close friends that still smoke . I cannot standto smell the smoke anymore. I
bowl and the bowling alley has a so-called policy for smoking at certain areas. I have talked to a close
friend who works at the local Health Department about the newlaws. He said that there is so
much legal stuff involved that it may take awhile longer to get total non-smokinginto affect. I await the day.
I feel that your web-site is giving me a GREAT DEAL OF SUPPORT.
Thank you againand keep those news letters
I should start from the top. My husband was away for one
year (without us)and we decided when he got back we would quit smoking. Well, that didn't
happen and all of a sudden another year had passed and we were still smoking. We had tried
to quit about 3 times between. We had a scare that my husband was going to have to go away
again for 6 months and I had a biopsy done to see if I had cancer. Things just weren't
going our way and I was smoking more than ever. On Jan 31, 2001 I was standing outside at
work smoking. I started thinking. Here I am, afraid of loosing my husband for 6 months,
afraid of having cancer and not being able to see my daughter and son grow up, but yet I'm
killing myself every hour by coming out here and smoking. This just doesn't make sense! I
walked upstairs to my office and wrote this on a piece of paper. I can do this! I need to
do this! My daughter wants me to live, my son wants me to live and my husband wants me to
live. I don't want to get cancer, and I am already at high risk. I stink like smoke, my
teeth are yellow, my kids tell me my breath stinks. I run out of breath when I walk up 6
stairs! I get sick more often. I stay sick longer. Less time is spent with my family due
to me smoking since I don't smoke in my house I go outside to smoke. In a 12 hour day I
smoke every hour. Each trip out smoking is 10 minutes. TWO HOURS of every day is spent
with a cig in my mouth and away from my kids. I'm ready to kick butt! I have this
posted in my office, copied and posted on my mirror to look at each morning and posted on
my fridge. I'm ready!
I was tired of waking up and not being able to take a deep
breath of air without my lungs hurting. I smoked about a 1/2 pack a day, mostly at work.
My wife did not allow it in the house so I smoked in the garage. I think the biggest thing
about smoking is the adverse effects are gradual, when I was 20yrs old my lungs did not
hurt and I was able to run 2miles or more. Now at 32 its a different story. I quit
drinking 3yrs ago. I focused on negative things I did when drinking and have been able to
stay sober. I am using the same principle to quit smoking. Choosing one big negative thing
(lungs hurting) and focusing on that when I have an urge to light up.
I have recently quit smoking. Thank God! My last straw came
when my 5 year old daughter said to me, "Mommy, smoking will kill you and I don't
want you to die because I need you". That did it! I knew it would be hard as hell,
but I didn't care because I was bound and determined NOT to have this disgusting,
expensive, filthy, dirty, life-threatening, unsociable, addiction in my life anymore. To
make it easier on myself, I quit drinking at the same time as I've always associated
drinking with smoking. It was miserable for the first few days, but the nicotine gum
So did drinking gallons of water. To help me STAY quit, I
gave my daughter a job, which I think she appreciated as she felt a part of my healing
process. Every time I began to crave a cigarette and thought I'd never make it, she was to
say to me, "Mommy, I need you. Please don't smoke and die," followed by a hug.
To see those big, blue, innocent eyes pleading with me broke my heart. I refuse to allow
cigarettes a position of importance in my life over my child.
The price. That's what did it for me. I knew I wanted to
quit. Had to really. I was only 25 but had been smoking for 13 years. So, I told myself
that, beyond the health reasons, it was just too damned expensive. I looked over my bank
statements and realized that it was more than $3.75 a pack. It was $20 plus whatever ATM
fees I had to pay. Why $20? Well, that's what I usually had to withdraw from the ATM in
order to by the $3.75 pack of cigarettes. Almost Daily. Because, of course, I would never
save any of that $20. Nope, that was lunch or dinner or both. A snack maybe. $100 a
week on cigarettes. $5200 a year. Too expensive. I could go to school with that money. I
could buy a new car with that as a down-payment. I could do a lot of things. It took 5
days before I saw the financial benefits and I haven't looked back since. It's been almost
2 years. I've bought that new car. I'm in school. I look better. My taste buds are happy.
My clothes smell better. My house smells better. I get a better rate on car insurance.
And, of course, I have that $5200.
I am 27 years old and have been smoking a pack or more a
day since I was 17. I am getting married in five months. A couple of weeks ago, I went to
the doctor and my "pap" came back abnormal (ladies, you know what I'm talking
about.) Before any further tests were even done I got on the net to do some research and
seriously realized that I may have cervical cancer. So what does that have to do with
smoking? Well, I'll admit that it surprised even me to learn that smokers are at a higher
risk for cervical cancer then nonsmokers. And then I really got to thinking about
it....what the hell was I doing?? I was at a higher risk for literally EVERYTHING because
of smoking. Did I really enjoy it that much? Was it worth my life? I quit three days ago -
after having this little realization. I began working out every night (something else I
didn't do because of smoking) and already I'm feeling better. Still don't know for sure
about the cervical cancer, but there's one thing I do know for sure - I am done - finished
- finito - with that disgusting life-robbing habit.
I've no idea if you still take these submissions anymore,
but if you do, here's mine. I had bronchitis for three months in the spring and summer of
2000. I could not walk more than 20 paces without feeling like I was about to drown. I'd
awake at night after 20 minutes of sleep wheezing and grasping for air. I would get no
more than an hour's sleep a night, because breathing became so difficult, I had to be
awake to do it. After a month of bronchitis, I stopped smoking. I suffered for two more
months, but every day, I could feel myself healing. I got better, and started right back
in - a pack, pack and a half a day. This summer, I can feel where the bronchitis was, and
that can only mean one thing, I think - emphysema, bronchitis' meaner older brother. So
I'm quitting, because I'm scared. Scared in a way that feeling as though I was drowning
didn't communicate the first time, but all that phlegm this morning, and the memory of
last summer, have finally proven enough.
My last straw came to me, today will be 5 days, ago.
I went to the doctor for basically a check up and he asked if anything had been bothering
me. I have had trouble breathing, getting that deep breath that feels so good, for about 2
years off and on. This past month it had been really bad, I didn't feel like I was getting
enough air, I would kinda lean over to breath deep, etc... So, he tested me for asthma,
and low and behold I have it. I am 21 and smoked for 7 years, quitting for maybe one week
in that time. I smoked a pack or more per day, and loved it! Also, May 7th my grandpa
died. He had lymphoma and multiple melanoma(sp). He smoked alot... Staying with him the
last 3 nights of his life listening to his breathing, which was gasping and raspy and
rattle-like in his lungs, made me pray that I never got cancer. I decided I wanted to be
healthy and quit smelling like an ashtray and also save some money... Also, having an
inhaler is scary - it helps me, but I don't want to depend on it, and my doctor said I
could definitely get better, if I quit smoking, and I decided to listen. It has been 5
days without even one drag off of one, and it is hard but easier than what I had thought.
I have not gone out with my friends to the bars or just hung out with them for fear I may
not be strong enough to resist yet, but man it feels great to breathe and not have a
cigarette attached to my hand - it's very powerful feeling knowing that I don't have to
buy them or smoke them any longer, and that I have a choice to be healthy, just like it
was my choice to start! Good luck to anyone who is going to try, really give it an effort
- don't let it control you any longer than it has. And anyone who reads this, I need
support - I thought it was easier to not talk about it, but I feel great when people
support me, or congratulate me, it helps lift the weight - and I'm not one to ask for
help, but this time I ask everyone especially God, cuz I know I can't do it alone!
I'm 27 and have been a smoker since I was 12. I am the
person that everyone says, "oh my god I can't believe you smoke, you look so
healthy." I'd just smile and continue to whiten my teeth and put on my wrinkle cream
around my lips and eyes every night. But, slowly over time I realized that my complexion
was getting worse as I got older not better, I was short of breath sometimes, and I
tuckered out when all my non-smoking friends could keep going. My dad, my sister, and my
best friend quit, I was one of the last holdouts. When I was 25 my husband left me,
smoking was part of it. While I've always been the kind of girl who could get any guy she
wanted, all of the sudden I realized when thrown back into the dating scene, my choices
were now limited because some guys just would not date a smoker. I couldn't believe it, it
had never been that way before! There wasn't any real straw that broke the camels back
though, all these things built up over time. I have no children and no husband. I have no
one to be responsible for or owe my life to. I did this for me, I think that's a greater
reward than any. I'm on day 3 and can't believe that I had the will power to do this. I
know I still have a long row to hoe, but if I can manage two weeks without, I think I'll
have it licked.
IVE SMOKED A HALF PACK OR LESS FOR THE
LAST 30 YEARS.IVE PRETTY MUCH BEEN A
CLOSET SMOKER,SMOKING BEFORE AND AFTER WORK, HIDING MY SECRET FROM MY FRIENDS
AND CO-WORKERS.I ALWAYS RATIONALIZED THAT
BEING A LIGHT SMOKER WAS NOT AS BAD AS SOMEONE WHO SMOKED 2-3 PACKS A DAY.I GOT TO WHERE I PLANNED ALL MY ACTIVITIES OF THE
DAY AROUND THOSE 10 CIGARETTES.IT SEEMED
LIKE ALMOST EVERYTHING I DID AND EVERY PLACE I WENT WERE ARRANGED SO I COULD SNEAK IN A
COUPLE OF CIGARETTES.AT 52 I AM TIRED OF THE
HASSEL.I KNEW THAT SOONER OR LATER I WOULD
QUIT BUT I ALWAYS FIGURED I HAD MORE TIME.WHEN
MY FATHER DIED RECENTLY I DECIDED I COULD NOT STAND LIVING THIS HYPOCRITICAL LIFE ANY
MORE.TODAY MAKES 5 DAYS WITHOUT A CIGARETTE.THIS IS MY FOURTH QUIT.MY FIRST LASTED 2 YEARS AND 8 MONTHS.I CANT BELIEVE I STARTED AGAIN.THAT WAS 20 YEARS AGO.MY NEXT TWO LASTED 1 YEAR, AND THEN 1 MONTH.I FEEL MY SUCCESSWILLCENTER AROUND REPLACING SMOKING WITH SOMETHING.SOMETHING LIKE READING, A HOBBY, GOLF, WORKING AROUND THE
HOUSE/YARD, CENTERING MY LIFE AROUND SOMETHING BESIDES GETTING A CHANCE TO HAVE ANOTHER
IN THE MID-SIXTIES WE WERE ALL AWARE THAT
SMOKING WAS BAD( HEART DISEASE, CANCER, EMPHYSEMA, ETC.) BUT I DONT REMEMBER ANYONE
TALKING ABOUT ITS ADDICTIVENESS.ALL SMOKERS
WOULD LIKE TO QUIT, BUT ITS SO TOUGH.
AND IM GOING TO PICK MY DAUGHTER UP AT
CHURCH.THIS USED TO BE A PERFECT OPPORTUNITY TO SMOKE.LIKE THEY SAY GET A LIFE.
I am a 52 year old
man and have always been in good health for a smoker. The last straw for me was when
I noticed that I really didn't feel healthy anymore and I was constantly coughing but the
very last straw was when one of my young grandsons asked me, "Grandpa, why do you
smoke?" With all of the ads about how unhealthy and bad smoking is, there was
just no reasonable answer that I could give my grandson. So, I quietly thought to
myself, 'Geez, what kind of a message am I sending my grand kids?' I realized
that I am too old to continue negligently abusing my body and putting on a charade that
smoking is not hurting my body and there is nothing wrong with it So I just told my
grandson that I know it is unhealthy and not a good thing to do so that I am going to
I have now been 7 weeks, smoke free. Even though I have smoked a pack to a pack and
a half for approximately 30 years, my coughing stopped just 2 days after my last cigarette
and I haven't coughed since. That is amazing to me because I always coughed every
morning when I woke up, every night before I went to bed and quite often throughout the
day. Also, it seems that I have a bit more energy and motivation, not to mention a
bit better sense of taste to some foods. I hope I can continue this quest. I
have been using the patch and am presently on step 2. I can tell you that the patch
will definitely help diminish if not completely do away with your physical urge to smoke.
It really seems to be working for me. However, for me, these last 2 weeks of
not smoking have been harder to resist a cigarette than any other previous week.
After asking a friend why that would be the case, he suggested that it was
probably a bit easier for me to resist during
I hope that these comments might encourage other quitting smokers who are struggling to
hang in there and not give into an urge. I will submit an update in another month.
So hang in there all my fellow quitting smokers and God bless you!
from ChuckHello, my name is Chuck and I'm
55 years old. I started smoking when I was 12 and was a daily smoker from that time
forward. During the last 15 years of my smoking I averaged over 2 packs a day. I quit
smoking 4 months ago after numerous half hearted attempts over the past 15 years. This is
the longest I've went with out a cigarette that I can remember. I am not entirely nicotine
free, I'm still wearing a patch but am planning on weaning myself off of those within the
next 6 months. I know, I know, we are not supposed to use them that long but they've been
very effective for me so I'm not about to rush it.
What made me quit? You know, I really don't
know. Why was I successful this time and not the numerous times before? Again I don't
know. I have been hypnotized, scrutinized and homogenized; all with out success. Four
months ago I stepped out of my smoke filled office, started my smoke filled car and
thought, "This is nuts". I stopped by the local grocery store and instead of
buying a carton of Marlboros bought a box of patches and a box of nicotine gum. The rest
I'm also a recovering alcoholic. I quit
drinking September 2nd, 1985. Believe me quitting drinking was a cake walk in comparison
to stopping smoking. I used my AA program and substituted "nicotine" for
"alcohol". That worked for me but I don't know if it would work for anyone else.
Since I've quit smoking I haven't found
that I'm any smarter or any better looking (believe me I could use help in both
departments) but I have found that I breathe easier. My clothes smell better and I'm not
ashamed to have someone step into my office or ride in my car. Also I've found that my
relationship with my wife is better. Let me explain.
I noticed that my wife of 35 years became
more affectionate and wanted to spend more time with me a couple of months after I had
quit. I finally got up the nerve to ask her why the change in attitude. (I didn't want to
jinx a good thing!) She told me that while I was smoking she was sure that I was going to
die an early death and was upset with me because I didn't value our relationship more.
"After all", she said, "I love you and want to spend many years with you. I
couldn't understand why you didn't love me the same way". Man, talk about bringing
tears to my eyes, that did it.
I would be foolish to believe that all of
those years of smoking has not harmed me in some way, although at this time I appear to be
healthy. I know that I've probably taken several years off of my life by smoking. So, you
ask, why quit? Well, for several reasons. (1) I'm saving close to $3,000 per year on
cigarettes alone by not smoking. (2) I'm not setting a bad example for my grand kids
(although Idid to my children) and (3) I'm no longer a slave to the tobacco companies. For
me those are reasons enough.
If you are trying to quit smoking I will
guarantee you two things. One, It will be the hardest thing you've ever done. Two, you
will never regret giving it up. Good Luck.
I just wanted to add my two cents worth. I started smoking when I was 34
(when my marriage of 16 years was ending) and I am 39 now. One would think that since I've
only been smoking 5 years quitting would be easy. I have tried four times, but this time I
feel like I will be successful. I still consider myself relatively young, but since I
started smoking I have noticed alot more wrinkles around my eyes. At age 34, I looked 24 -
now at 39, I look 39. It is very depressing!! Also, I have had chronic health problems
since I started smoking. I have had bronchitis once or twice every year, which lead to
asthma. I never had asthma in my life until I started smoking. I also have gastritis (the
kind that bleeds), recurrent kidney infections, and severe tooth decay. I had none of this
before I started smoking. I believe smoking affects all areas of your body, not just
your lungs. I'm only on day 5, but I feel strong and confident that I will be able to quit
for good this time. Why should I spend $10 a day on something that is digging my grave????
Plus it STINKS!! I wish all of you the best in your efforts to quit smoking. If you need
someone to commiserate with, I'm here!!
from JimThis is
hopefully my last straw or else it will be my last straw as I was just diagnosed with a
lymphomatic cancer. Was hospitalized, went through the first 5 day chemo session. Was
released (for about 2 weeks), until my next round of chemo in about a week. Part of the
treatment requires I go back to the hospital for blood tests 3X per week. I just had a
"This is what I look like to other people" vision, and the vision (which was
true and the behavior actually happened yesterday) was of me standing outside the hospital
hanging onto my IV tube, no jacket in 40 degree weather, smoking and coughing. This will
be tough, but I HAVE to quit. I'm up to 4 packs a day, and today I'm starting to quit.
Looking at this site for all sorts of ideas on how to cope with the craving. Figure I
can't go cold turkey, so I'll gradually cut so that when I go for my next chemo 5 day
continuous treatment in the hospital, I will effectively be quitting.
Thanks for listening to this rant, and for
visualizing the most ridiculous example of this most habit forming behavior pattern.
What was the last straw? I
realized one day when I met a guy but wasn't attracted to him because he smoked. It
bothered me that he wasted his money, smelled gross, wasn't healthy etc. I felt I had
these standards and expectations of men but it occurred to me that I had lowered
expectations of myself. What I desired in others I didn't have the self respect to give to
And you know what, some days are bad and
you want a cigarette, but by far they are not as good as the days where you feel that
sense of accomplishment and self pride.
I am noticing that a lot of people are quitting due to another's death,
etc, but no one ever goes further in depth. The straw that broke my camel's back was the
fact that one day I realized how important my life really is. I was sitting with a group
of friends after spending another rawkus Friday evening boozing and smoking up a storm. At
the time, I had no real money, so I was kind of floating for the evening. I was bumming
smokes from a friend, when a girl that I had met previously in the evening came up,
snatched the smoke out of my mouth and broke it! I let it slide, but scolded her as to
what a waste it was to do that..blah blah blah. The evening proceeds.... An hour later,
the same thing happens!! At this point, I'm getting annoyed, but then realize. What is the
point fighting her. If I smoke the cigarette, am I not being just as wasteful as her? No,
I am being more wasteful. Not only am I smoking a cig which costs in excess of $.25 per, I
am slowly chipping my own personal existence at the same time!! This girl just saved what,
12 minutes of my life?? She doesn't even know me, yet she has more respect for my life
than I do??? Needless to say, after that night I locked myself in my apartment for the
remainder of the weekend and had a serious discussion with my heart about the importance
of my own life. It is so easy to take for granted. I always scoffed when someone would
tell me that they quit, simply because they told themselves "I will never smoke
again". But now that I am in the process myself, I find that is all I really need to
handle the urges. A love for my own life and a slogan to remind me what I am doing. I
truly will never smoke another nicotine cigarette for the rest of my life. And You know
what? I'm not going to miss it at all. Love yourself first before you decide to quit.
Until you truly respect your own life, every attempt will fail.
Four days, 14 hours, 59 minutes and 23
seconds. 69 cigarettes not smoked, saving $17.34. Life saved: 5 hours, 45 minutes.
Hi, I've read everyone else's
'last straws' and I'm rather ashamed at mine. I also experienced the pain in my chest, it
was so bad that I couldn't move. Everyone who came to see me in my bed (lying in one
position, because moving hurt too much), would say: "It's the smoking! It's the
smoking!" But as soon as I could move again, I smoked a cigarette! So, that wasn't my
last straw! Today, I looked in the mirror and saw that my normally pink and healthy
looking lips were stained! I vowed to quit there and then. And I have, it's been a week
now, and even if I try to smoke, the thoughts in my head are "Your lips, your
So, my last straw was my vanity. Disgusting
but true. I won't be smoking again.
My "Last Straw" story is less moving than those from folks
motivated by their love for their spouse or children, or their grief at losing a loved one
to smoking, or a crisis in their own health. Of course, as a smoker for 29 years, I am
fully aware of the health issues involved. But I have been lucky, so far, and except for
an occasional coughing fit I have not suffered physically from smoking. The anxiety from
knowing damn well that damage is being done to my heart and lungs, even if I can't feel
it, has not quite been enough to successfully motivate me to leave the cigarettes behind.
However, it has been enough to keep quitting on my "wish list" for a long time
now, and even that is useful.
My decision to quit came last month, when I
was looking at a piece of land in Vermont. I love camping and being in the country, and
this was a beautiful piece of land, with lovely views and a nice brook. I could afford the
downpayment, but the monthly payment of slightly over $300 seemed out of reach. I am on a
tight budget, and I don't have $300 a month in spare change. On my way home from Vermont,
I stopped and bought my usual brand of cigarettes. All smokers have noticed the price of
cigarettes going through the roof, especially over the last few years. My brand is at
$5.25 - $5.40 a pack, depending on where I buy them. I smoke two packs a day. Now for some
reason, even though I grumbled at the rising prices, I never analyzed the money side of
the equation. For the first time, at that gas station outside of Bellows Falls, I did some
calculating. I was startled to discover that quitting the cigarettes would pay, in full,
for the piece of land. At that moment, I said "I am quitting", and I meant it.
It is hard at times, but everything worthwhile is hard at times. Whatever it takes to
motivate you, health, money, the love of a nonsmoker, latch on to that and don't let go. I
quit, and so can you.
from WennerstromMy last straw was when my co-worker, who quit smoking over 15 years ago,
was diagnosed with emphysema and also had a cancerous tumor on her lung. She has lost her
all of her hair and lost so much weight from the chemotherapy and radiation treatments.
After having surgery to remove the tumor the Doctors are not sure if they removed all of
the cancer. I realized then just how harmful smoking was and have not smoked since that
day. As of today I have been smoke free for 169 days and have never felt better. To stop
smoking was the best decision I have made in my life. Smoking is deadly & even after
15 years it is still harming our bodies.
from DondiJust two months before my 22nd birthday I found myself in the emergency
room with a pneumothorax (collapsed lung). After almost ten years of smoking, I wanted a
cigarette more than anything else that day - collapsed lung or not
- because I was frightened, scared, and
addicted. When the doctor checked me in he asked if I had any health complications so I
told him I was a smoker. His reply was, "not anymore."
They had to insert a chest tube and perform
surgery to tack my lung open so it would not collapse again (it was a recurring problem no
doctor had diagnosed before). After a week in the hospital, smoke free, I decided it was
time to quit. Starting again would only hinder my recovery and I had been trying to quit
for years. After almost three months (in 6 days!) I'm proud to say that the doctor was
right, I'm not a smoker anymore.
The last straw for me came when I was clubhopping in New York City with
some friends this summer and as was want to happen I'd run out of smokes. I'd seriously
begun psyching myself up mentally and emotionally to break free from the bondage of the
addiction for the better part of a month anyway. Too many morning afters of violent,
oxygen deprived hacking and loathing myself for my weakness at becoming a corporate tool.
Fit only to be slowly poisoned by what I'd generally come to think of as an 'evil'
product. So when I went to get some more of the hateful little things in mid town
Manhattan and found that they were obscenely priced at $7.00 a pack the then and there
decision was made for me. Going on four months now of being blessedly smoke free, and the
thing that amazes me the most about it is that I didn't think enough of myself to do it
from MarieWhen two people I work with,
that have NEVER smoked, got cancer. Recovered, and got it again.
I thought to myself, THEY never smoked. WHY
am I putting MY life at risk? YES, I enjoy it, but do I want to take the chance? Do I want
to see my children grow and get married?
THAT DID IT FOR ME!
I started smoking again after 3
YEARS of quitting. I can't say why I started back up. I really don't know, but
I decided that I would not smoke around my 4 year old son. I was putting him to bed
one night and he grabbed his nose and said, "Mom, you smell different."
That really got me. He holds his nose almost everynight for his goodnight kiss
because my breath is "stinky". After only smoking for 2 months, my lungs
feel full of liquid and I cough. I guess I had forgotten about those nasty side
effects, or at least deceived myself about their inevitability of recurring. I will
quit again. I have to because I really love those goodnight kisses.
I am 22 years old and have been smoking for 6 years. I noticed that I was
having harsh chest pains and I couldn't walk around the block without getting winded. I
used to sing and dance when I was a kid. For my 21st birthday my parents played a video of
me when I was a kid. I had a wonderful voice, I had great blonde hair and beautiful skin.
Now I have straw like hair, leathery like skin and when I sing . . . let's just say the
dogs howl. But believe it or not that was still not the final thing that urged me to quit.
My uncle died at 52 years old from lung cancer, that didn't do it, my best friend's father
cannot go to his own daughter's wedding because his oxygen tanks can't come along, that
still wasn't it, even when I thought that I may be pregnant, that still wasn't enough.
Let's face it . . . I was severely hooked.
I am now in the process of trying to quit.
After several unsuccessful attempts, I have decided that for me cutting back first is the
best bet. I have gone from a pack and a half per day to only 4 cigarettes per day and
still cutting back.
My last straw finally hit only a few weeks
ago. I woke up and when I had the typical smokers morning cough, my 5 year old niece came
downstairs with orange juice for me because she thought I was very sick. Trying to explain
that I was fine would not cut it for a 5 year old and when I told her why I was coughing
she looked me in the eye and said, "Auntie Brooke, if you don't have to smoke, but
you do smoke, then you get sick . . . isn't that kinda dumb?" That was all it took. A
five year old had more sense than me. My message to all of you is when you try to quit
keep it simple. You don't HAVE to smoke . . . but you CHOOSE to smoke . . . then you get
sick . . . she was right it is kinda dumb.
My last straw was a recent huge tax increase on cigarettes. I determined
(unlike many others) that I would give the government no more of my tax money from
cigarettes for them to waste. Whatever works! Today is day three and I'm more determined
than ever that I will never smoke another cigarette. This website has been a huge help
particularly the stories from others. While the initial straw was the tax, having read the
articles here I find I am now doing it for me. Good luck to all of you still trying and
congratulations to those who have succeeded.
from BobI watched my precious wife and
Mother of our four daughters die from Lung Cancer. I couldn't bring a cigarette to my lips
after Sarah told me she had Cancer. But after three months I started again.
A few months ago my doctor was
convinced that I too had Cancer after viewing the chest x-rays he requested. I was
sick at heart that I was about to leave our children without a parent. How gruel can God
be. I quit smoking of course, until I heard the great news. The tests were false positive.
I was to live. I could smoke again.
Last night I dreamed of blood coming from
my mouth and terrible ugly diseased lungs. And this morning I wonder..is it God who
is gruel, or is it me. For I am the one who allows addiction to hurt the people
I have not smoked for 12 hours. Wish me
luck. My children need it.
51 years old and had been smoking since I was 16..the straw that broke the camel's back
was when I woke up on wed.morning and just walk to the kitchen and was out of breath.I was
like that all day just a few steps.I didn't smoke any but I did do a lot of thinking while
trying to breath and decide that I would stop smoking and take control of my body..I am
finishing my 3rd day and it is very hard but I know I will make it. This web site is great
just reading other people's stories is a big help..Thanks!
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