Melted plastic in your nose is bad enough, and made worse only by a paramedic who has a hard time keeping from laughing.
My step-dad smoked a pipe quite often. He actually had a pipe rack next to his chair. I can't remember what he died of, but he died at home in a rented hospital bed in the living room. My step-mom sent me a picture of him and her holding Mother's Day flowers I sent her. Sometimes, if given to him by someone at work, he'd smoke a cigar at home, but very few times that happened. As for me, I started smoking in the Navy. Out at sea, in the middle of the night, on Watch, a hot cup of coffee and a cigarette would keep a number of Sailors awake. But, I was not a heavy smoker. I smoked Kent, Salem, Kool, Marlboro and Marlboro Lights on and off up until 1984. But, when I would tell a cigarette smoker that I'd only smoke a pack and a half a week (7 days), I'd get the "don't call yourself a smoker! I can smoke that in one day." In 1984, I switched from cigarettes to Copenhagen Snuff aka "dip". The smoking stopped due to riding a horse. But, stopped the Copenhagen due to the harshness and trying to get the flakes out of my mouth. I went to Skoal Long-Cut Straight and that was better. I was actually using that when I met my wife and using it didn't bother her at all. I did try some Redman Chew, but it created a lot of saliva in my mouth and I was darn near spitting all of the time. In 2005, right before having a hip replacement, I noticed a "tingling" sensation on my gun, behind lower lip. Decided to stop the Skoal. The following Spring, I bought a can of Skoal to take fishing. While on our boat, I took out a "pinch of dip", put into my mouth and less than a minute later took it out and threw it away. Threw away the can of Skoal when I got home. That was in 2006 and have used anything since.
South Park did an episode on acceptance, and the kids were forced to visit a Museum of Tolerance. Here are the kids after their tour, with their Tolerance Guide:
I started smoking sometime in early teens, My dad smoke a pipe(meerschaum i think) my mom smoke Pall Mall. I quit smoking in 1988. My wife stopped when she almost died in 2003. She ended up with COPD which eventually contributed to her death
I smoked about a half pack a day. I rarely had my first cigarette before the noon break at work. While in high school, I'd smoke during the lunch hour.
I have read that smoking both previous and current is linked to decreased sex drive in seniors especially males that suffer ED. In women, smoking may be used to reduce any drive, and many times a woman that hasn't smoked for many years may start again after the old man continues to smoke hoping for Viagra to correct the situation. I have read that the chances of viagra working in a senior male suffering ED is very low if they continue to smoke. Is this true? I have no idea.
My dad smoked Cherry Blend tobacco in his pipe. I loved my dad, so the smell of that brings him back to mind. Several years ago, I went into a tobacco shop and bought a small amount of it, just to sniff it and think about my dad. My late husband had smoked since college. He had tried several times to stop, at my urging about his health, without success. We had been living in Detroit for a few years and I was suffering greatly with chronic bronchitis, rapidly approaching emphysema. The specialist said that living with a smoker was about the same as smoking myself and I would never get well under those circumstances. I went home, told him what the specialist had said and he threw his cigarettes in the trash immediately and never smoked again. He couldn't stop for his own health, but he could for mine. That's love.
During lunch in high school, some of the "lower in the class students" would go across the street from the school, buy a Coke from an outside machine and light-up. The rest of us would have a nice/descent lunch in the cafeteria. A number of my graduating class from '68 that done that "smoke/Coke" thing are now gone/passed away. I should also say this, my Aunt smoked Camel non-filters and she had very yellow teeth.
I should also add this: We had a neighbor in Florida who's mom smoked heavily. The neighbor's mom was a RN. One time, while waiting to see her doctor, who was on a Break, she decided to go to a smoking area outside. Before opening the door, she seen her doctor there smoking a cigarette, so she didn't go out. While seeing her doctor, he told her that she really needed to stop smoking. Her response, that she told me about, was "when you stop smoking, I will also. Yes, I seen you smoking a cigarette just a few minutes ago outside in the Smoking Area."
We had a student smoking area outside one of the doors, and the students who were there were as diverse a group as you could get in a school full of white kids. When you say "lower in the class," I don't know if you're labeling them as low-class because they smoked, or if that was a reference to their grades. If the latter, that was not at all the case in my experience, and I don't think there was any correlation to grades.
Well, I sure wasn't part of the "upper-class of students" even though I knew all of them. The President of our Class lived across a corn field from me. And, yes, the "lower in the class" students, like myself, sure didn't get the grades that the "Valedictorian" type students got. Not a single one of the guys in Varsity Basketball, Track or Golf went to that liquor store. None of the Varsity Cheerleaders, all girls, did either. That's why I say they weren't part of the "upper-class" students, except for my friendship with the Class President. Remember, in high school, good-to-great grades count to stay on any Varsity team.
I smoked in high school because my friends did. I also thought it made me look sooo cool! My parents never knew, or they would have punished me and then grounded me till I was 40. I quit shortly after high school and have never again smoked.
My husband is a smoker. I wish he'd quit but he's a grownup so I have no say in the matter. He has never smoked in the house, the cars, or the RV or I would be a lot more vocal about it.