I'm working on Day 6 of the quit... I feel accomplished as I have moved from counting hours to counting days! I neglected to post yesterday, but that was a personal choice. I was spending the day in reflection, and reminding myself that I would not leave life as my mother did. Yesterday, marked 21 years since she fell in the street with brain aneurysm. She was a very heavy smoker and had extremem hypertension. They said they found a cigarette lying next to her, still smoldering away. Her choice to have that morning cigarette essentially killed her. You would have thought that back then, I would have quit smoking.
I am one year younger than she was when she died. My motivation to quit was not only a doctor's opinion that I was developing COPD, but the fact that I don't want to die yet. I want to see my grandchildren that have yet to be born, i want to write that novel, travel the world and have more adventure. I loved my mother dearly, but she was a prisoner of the nicotine. She made the choice to take her chances and she lost the gamble.
It sounds bad to some people, but you all hear will understand when I say, "I do not want to be like my mother"
Carry on the good fight my peeps, and may the odds be ever in our favor!
