My dad died of emphysema last february (09).
He'd smoked for over 50 years. He was diagnosed 10 years before he died, and we watched him go from a lively, although he was never active LOL, man to a skeleton with a barrel chest with tubes up his nose having to rely on a disability scooter, I try and remember him as the businessman, the strict yet hilarious dad, the man who could do anything...but quit smoking, till he was diagnosed
My sister quit after he told us one day what it felt like living with emphysema.....he said it was like drowning without water, like a permanent panic attack.
But I was the stubborn one, and left it till now to quit......because last week I got a cough and a cold and I just thought back to the drowning without water thing.
My colds gone, and so has the cough, but if I carry on smoking the next cough might be the first symptom of what killed my beloved daddy
RIP Dad xx