Twenty five years ago I went to my parents house to visit my grandmother who was laying in my childhood bedroom. My parents were caring for her in her lasts weeks of life. She was losing her battle with lung cancer. She made me and her other grandchildren promise to quit smoking. We promised.
Twenty years later, I finally kept my promise. Not soon enough. Five years later I was diagnosed with asthma, COPD and heart disease. I am now on several medications. I am able to exercise and have been able to control my symptoms with the medication. I do feel like I have a second chance.
