LOL Well last year, my Father died of Emphasema. He had found out he had it only 9 months before. Nearly 2 months after he found out, he had to quit working, he had to live on constant oxygen and had to have people do almost everything for him.
Ok so Last year in June, my Father woke up long before anyone else in the house did, and he couldn’t get put of bed. He tried and tried, and finally he did. He managed to get up to the bathroom, in getting there he needed something to support himself so he used the towell rack. That gave out under his weight. Well whatever time after he got out of there, he went a very short distance down the hall and simply collapsed.
I lived on the other side of town, not knowing any of this was going on. That night about 8pm, I get the phone call he is in the hospital in the emergency room. I had no idea my mom wasn’t telling me the whole truth. I got down there, and I was not prepared for what I saw. My Father was on life support, bruises everywhere on his body and tubes in his mouth and arms and just everywhere. I had no idea. Well several hours later the nurses realized there was no sense prolonging it any further and told us it was time to end it and we needed to give permission. See my fathers lungs had litteraly burst. The emphasema from all those years of smoking destroyed them.
I would give anything to have him back instead of having to talk to him through my tears. Having dreams about him at night, waking up in the midde of one to realize he wasnt here anymore and crying again.
You guys really need to find something better to do than complain about cigarette prices. They are going up in hopes that they will make you quit. I hope they hp up so high that you have to give up the car and house to keep smoking.
Do you want to be the next ones to find your father in the hospital with his lungs having holes in them? Never having had the chance to say goodbye to him and to have said you loved him one last time?
Stop please. There may still be time.