I used to smoke, gave up 26 years ago. During that time I saw both parents die from lung cancer. When diagnosed, Dad was philosophical and said: I’ve smoked for 38 years, what did I expect? He gave up immediately, had chemo etc and was grateful for all the help he had via the NHS. With a positive mindset throughout, he got 18 vital months with his grandchildren, that was his only focus.
Mum denied having any problems when I quizzed her about coughing up blood and that’s how she remained, in denial.
She died 3 weeks after diagnosis, which in reality was a blessing as she wouldn’t have coped the way Dad did.
Given where I work and what I see it saddens me that since starting university young Chill has started smoking.
I’m hoping that it’s just a peer pressure thing and will soon wane.
All I can do is pass on my life and work experience and hope he comes to his senses sooner rather than later.