Mar 04, 2015


There's a song, "Life is like a Mountain Railway". Unfortunately this engineer is not so brave. Grades of any kind leave me breathless. I can no longer walk with my grandchild without 40 feet of hose from an oxygen machine. My days and nights are an almost constant vigil - heart, lungs, kidneys etc. Ten years ago, on May 1, I made the best decision of my life. I was being treated for yet another chest infection. I came home, sat at the table, and for me it was, stop smoking or stop breathing. After 40 years I did stop, thinking I was in the clear air, so to speak. I went from one minute to the next. I carried a pack of cigarettes and lighter for two years. I was to find I didn’t need them any more as a backup. The smell of second-hand smoke made me literally sick. I apologize to anyone I had made ill from my smoking. I will always say I dared to look ahead and it worked. I never had another cigarette. I replaced smoking with none of the substitutes available. Unfortunately I didn’t look far enough ahead. I didn’t quit soon enough. Bless you in your efforts. It can be done.

Do it for yourself; do it for life.

Marion Hart

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