Coolwhip wrote:It's like you have some sort of agenda towards the poor people who make cigarettes. What have they ever done to you or anyone you loved?
Do you really want to know?
Smoking cigarettes gave my husband a massive heart attack and ventricular arythmia. If I hadn't been there when he passed out from a episode of arythmia, he would have been dead today, as he would have died within a month or two.
As it stands, he has gone through years of painful surgery, depression, loss of muscle mass, loss of sex drive, which didn't help the depression, and over $200,000 worth of medical procedures, which, if I hadn't been insured, would have made us poor.
He is on more medications than I can remember, and spends about $4000 out of pocket each year, mostly for drugs.
He has a defibrillator implanted in his chest, which you can see and looks like a pack of cigarettes laying underneath his skin. I can't put my head there because it's a damn metal box and not too comfortable. The defibrillator at one point was pressing on a nerve, keeping him in pain 24 hours a day, 365 days a year....he got to go into surgery (yippee) to have it moved, cutting open his chest is a lot of fun...when they go in there, they figure they might as well see if the thing is working, so, they stop his heart a couple of times to make sure it goes off.
Another time, the defibrillator wire shorted out, and the the thing started going off on his own. Just in case you're curious, it feels like a mule kicking you in the chest. His was not at home at the time, and it went off I think 5 or 6 times in a row. The person he was with called 911, then me, and told me he thought he was dead. This person was a moron.
Before the doctors in ER discovered the problem, it had gone off a few more times, twice when I was sitting there, and they put a big magnet on his chest to disable it. Then, they got to cut him open, replace the unit, and stop his heart a couple more times. oh....prior to that they've had to stop his heart to ablate a section of his lower heart, and another time for I forget why right now.
My husband smoked camels since he was something like 13 years old. If he had not smoked, none of this would have happened. That is not an opinion, but a fact.
Oh...and so you don't think we got off easy....because of the stress I developed panic/anxiety syndrome and went through my own crisis, and therapy, and medication....his daughter didn't think her father would live to walk her down the aisle, or hold his first grandchild.
So....you know what coolwhip?...screw you and your "you have an agenda" And don't come back here and say "I was just joking"
Why don't you learn to keep your mouth shut until you know what you're talking about?
When I see a teenager smoking, I want to go up and smack them in the head.
When I see an adult smoking, I think they will probably die before their time, and bring early heartache to those they love.