In 2005 I had double pneumonia and was in the hospital for three weeks, the second in the intensive care unit. It took me months to bounce back. I quit smoking September 30, 2005, the day I went to the ER. I was afraid to be discharged, as the first thing you smell coming out of the hospital is cigarette smoke. I voiced my concerns to my hospital doctor, and he informed me that if I continued to smoke I would not live long. At that time I was 47.
When I got home I had no urge to smoke, and have not smoked since. I think I was so out of it when I was in the ICU that I must have gone through withdrawals and not realized, because I never suffered any form of that. On my return visit to my pulmonary doctor he prescribed me oxygen for sleeping.
I quit smoking. I have always had a low fat diet, because in 1995 I had very high cholesterol, so I changed my diet then and have stuck with it. But I gained 70 pounds when I quit smoking. I can't lose this weight. I pay a gym membership but can't breathe enough to go exercise; I need a swift kick in the behind.
My husband and my kids. My middle son used to live with us and he cooked and cleaned, but he has found a really nice girl and has moved out. I miss him. My husband knows I struggle. I just got two new hearing aids that are really too loud – I never heard my wheezing before as much as I have in the past few days. Man, do I wheeze. It's embarrassing.
I'm not really proud of much – I miss lots of moments in my kids’ lives, my oldest son especially. They invite me to a lot of activities and I just don't have the get up and go. My house is a mess, it's hard to shop and it's hard to cook. However, I do take care of my mom now, who suffers from dementia. She moved in with us recently.
I really don't know, except don’t smoke! And know your limits. I'm still learning mine.
I am a nice person who ruined her lungs by smoking.
I love my family, and I'm taking good care of my mom. I guess that is one accomplishment I am proud of. I have a new grandbaby on the way – I hope I'm having a good day when we get the call. I am a nice person who ruined her lungs by smoking – I don't want pity or sympathy. I've done this to myself.
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