I smoked 20 a day for 22 years. I gave up nearly 9 months ago.
I was a hard core smoker. Pregnancy or illness wasn't enough to stop me - I loved a fag.
I gave up because I was pregnant but I was worried about the pregnancy so decided to try to stop smoking. I hadnt tried to stop for 16 years. Sadly, I had a MMC just a few weeks after I stopped smoking.
I was devastated. I decided I wouldn't smoke again so at least my little baby would have a lasting positive effect on my life. It would have been so easy to smoke again.
Then less then 3 months ago my beloved mil was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. It had already spread to her brain & liver. She had been a heavy smoker for about 40 years. The tumours in her brain caused her to lose her vision. So someone would light her cigarette for her. I realised I was starting to look forward to taking her out for her fag so I could have a sneaky pull on her fag as I lit it...
So im sitting in an Onocology ward with 4 women all dying of cancer. Also im pregnant again & all I can think is 'God- I want a fag'. That was a defining moment in my life. Yes I want to smoke BUT I chose not to. Its selfish to smoke whilst pregnant & im embarrassed that I smoked during 4 pregnancies.
I don't know if I will ever stop craving but its in my mind. Smoking is such a complex addiction-it should never be underestimated. I realised that I wanted some of the poison that was killing 4 women in front of me on that oncology ward.
My mil was like a mum to me. I watched her go from being a funny, lively, fit, 'naughty' & amazing grandmother to a doubly incontinent, non verbal, blind & in vegative state within 2 weeks of being diagnosed. She died 7 weeks after her diagnosis.She was initially given 6 months to live. She died 4 weeks ago...
I will never put a cigarettes in my mouth again.