I was a pack a day smoker for about 25 years. I had quit only 3 times in about 25 years, twice I quit due to being pregnant and the third was due to being hospitalized for 2 weeks.

When I was diagnosed with OC, it was a very stressful time for me. I wasnt sure how I could possibly get thru it without a strong support group or a garegiver. I was worried to death. After things settled down and I had a treatment plan I began to consider quitting.

I tried and failed until one day I was on my way for an operation for the PEG tube and port placement. My son was with me and I had given it alot of thought on how I was going to quit. hen it just hit me, I told my son....watch this. I threw my cigs out the window and told him I quit and would never smoke another cigarette in my life.

I decided I wasnt going to let the cigs get the best of me. It almost felt like it was a battle of them or me and I wasnt about to lose this one. It was the one thing I had control over. Mind over matter.

That was July 27, 2007. I have not smoked since and will never smoke again.