It was another cold mid winters day in Henderson. I was at work all day coughing up my lungs like there was no tomorrow and my chest felt like someone had kicked it in. I felt real sorry for myself and decided that once I got home I would have an early bed straight after dinner. Nothing is ever as we plan it it seems or at least not as easy.
On my arrival home I find my wife looking quite worse for wear and who was about to go to bed with a severe cold and was only waiting for me to get home. Well I got my instructions, as I seemed the better of us two, and with four children to feed, bath and entertain I was not about to get my own wish fulfilled. Are the children playing up worse than normally, I was not sure but nothing seemed to go right that night.
After dinner I went and sat in the lounge and lit up a smoke, the last one for the day, the last of my twenty five pack I had bought that morning which was now empty. I felt the smoke tear down my throat and questioned my actions. “Oh well,” I thought. This flu must be making me feel so bad, it could not be the smoking. I was so sure about that.
As the night went by I was getting worse. I was finding it hard to breath, my lungs hurt and I was coughing up what seemed like gallons of phlegm. I prayed for the flu to end which eventually it did, until the next winter and so on for years.
This was a common occurrence for me and my wife during the many winters we experienced but not now, not anymore. This is my first smoke free year in the past thirty years and I am loving winter. I can breath, my lungs feel great and I do not have any form of phlegm build up, ever!
I do not even feel like having a smoke, honestly I am truly finished smoking forever. My only regret is the thousands of dollars I wasted on cigarettes over the years before I smartened up and quit. How did I eventually manage to quit? To stop smoking the easy way was, and is, a whole other story.
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