I spent yesterday afternnon in an oncology day unit. As NHS clinics go, it is excellent, nice chair, carpets, nice pictures on the walls. The seats in the treatment room are great, they recline, which is good , because many of the people having treatment can't really sit up in comfort.
While we were waiting we sat opposite a man who is being treated for throat cancer. He is on oxygen amd has a traceotomy tube in place. Every now and the he made the mose gut churning coughing noise, as he couched mucus out of the hole in his neck. Statistically he is most likely to have this cancer through coughing.
However much money your smoking habit has raised, however nice the room, however wonderful the staff that you have paid for (and they are first rate), you don't want to end up being tracheotomy man, or to be sitting with him.
However ghastly the pain, however mind numbing the fear when they tell you that you are going to die, it is NOTHING, to the hurt that you feel when you have to tell your children that daddy isn't going to live.
DH has a cancer out of sheer bad luck. He did nothing to increase the risk. Smokers do. And they are bloody fools. Half of all smokers die early as a result. And you can come up with all the fancy arguments about toy production in China, and car fumes that you like. The reality of the situation is that you are putting yourself in danger, every time that you light up. And you all need to stop. Because you don't want to see the look on your kids faces when you tell them you have cancer.
You can have all the bravado in the world, it doesn't help you a damn once you are coughing mucus out of a hole in your throat.