We lost our brother this week. Wesley died after years of struggling with COPD/emphysema. A daughter, son and numerous friends and families are left to grieve a life cut short by this debilitating disease.
I am not writing to assess blame nor liability. This is about one man’s decision to smoke and the effects of tobacco’s addiction.
Wes tried for years to quit smoking; he tried patches, gum and counseling but to no avail. He could not stop smoking. When he was initially diagnosed with breathing difficulties, he continued to smoke, but the effects of COPD were already taking its toll.
In my brother’s final years he yearned for what he could no longer enjoy – his walks on the beach, chatting with everyone he would encounter and traveling to visit distant relatives. He was living a life of dignity but regret, all the while tethered to a coil of plastic tubing which delivered sweet oxygen for his survival. It was not a life he had planned.
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My brother is finally free from the constraints of this life and the addiction to nicotine. We grieve a life fully lived but cut short. Please. If someone smokes, please try to stop, for themselves and their families.