Sure, it just starts off as finishing the pack. Then you start feeling sick, so you buy another pack. Then you finish it, and buy another, and another, and another, until finally your lungs look like someone is using it to distribute asphalt onto the freeway. 😘 😘 😘
My grandma quit a few years ago. My grandpa had health problems, and smoking encouraged his death a few years ago. He'd had heart attacks, a stroke, and leg removed due to blood clots & the risk of blood poisoning, and he smoked heavily. 🙁 🙁 🙁
My grandma quit at the age of 64, fair play. It can be done.
I went to the Body Worlds exhibition a few months ago (Prof Gunther von Hagens and the whole plastination thing). The first body you see when you walk in, you tend to spend a while looking at and suddenly I realised that the lungs were black. I didn't think this should be so and I read the blurb which said these were the lungs of a middle aged man who had been a moderate smoker since teenhood. Scary.
I must agree...
My father smokes, so do a lot of my brothers and sisters, as did my mother. But I watched Drinking and Smoking kill my mother all in one fateful blow.
If you think smoking doesn't hurt anyone, it does. I held my mother's hand the night before she died, and I don't even think the poor woman knew who I was at that moment.