Two smoky-drinky nights in a row and I'm still able to type (albeit with frequent use of the backspace key). Seems I'm not as old as the aches and cramps suggest.
Stolen child is still stolen. The parents and grandparents have to make an appointment to see him now. The parents cannot possibly have imagined they had given birth to someone so important. Since he has mucscular dystrophy, it is hit or miss whether he gets to an age where he can decide on his own appointments. I hope he does.
On a (slightly) less doom-laden note, one of the smoky-drinkers (my age) has a very elderly mother who has smoked more than a burning coal tip throughout her life. She is now old and ill. Doctors have said - please try to contain your amazement - she has to stop smoking. She will not.
If I get to her age I will not stop smoking either. If I get to that age I want to blow my pension on class A drugs. Why not? It's not like I'll have to get up for work, and I can't be a cat burglar now , never mind when I top 70. What's the big scare - that I might become a senile delinquent? I'm already an apprentice old git anyway...
I knew about this beforehand so I gave him a fully charged Njoy with a new standard tobacco flavour loading. The deal is, if she doesn't like it, I get the battery back. If she does, she can keep the battery and buy a starter pack for £22. I also gave her one of the discount-code cards kindly donated by the supplier.
Why didn't I put her on to the Titan? It has nothing to do with my current dislike of that company for doing a CAMRA on smokers.
She's over 70. While I, as a gadget freak, can have a a lot of fun with an Electrofag that looks like a biro but lights up blue, which can taste of cigarettes or cigars or coffee or banana or absinthe, she just wants to smoke. She wants that smoking feeling. We youngsters (anyone under 51) can play around with the weird stuff but older smokers want something that is, essentially, smoking. No frills.
They are not interested in any flavours but cigarette flavour. Here's a big one - they do not want to mess around with gadgetry. The Titan is a great Electrofag that allows all kinds of mad experimentation with the smoking experience. The Njoy is basically smoking and is very, very simple to use. Fags or menthol fags. The thing is, that is what most smokers want. They don't want to play with apple or cranberry smoking. I do, but then I'm not normal as anyone who has followed this blog for more than five minutes might have noticed.
So I gave the guy a charged Njoy with a new cartridge to pass on to his mother. Am I a traitor to the smoking cause? I don't think so.
If you were a sprinter and you sprained your ankle, I'd advise you not to sprint for a while. If you were a mountain climber and you broke your arm, I'd advise you to stay on level ground for a while. If you smoke and you contract any kind of lung infection, I'd advise you to lay off the tobacco at least until it cleared up.
They are all the same thing. Whatever you do for enjoyment, if that part of your body that is essential to that enjoyment is damaged, let it heal. If you're a drinker and you get hepatitis, don't drink. If you drive and you get arthritis in your arms, don't drive. It's just going to hurt more.
The guy's mother has been ill for a long time. This is something that happens when you get old. It is nothing to do with lifestyle. You can live on yogurt and tofu and you know what? You'll still die. But she has a lung problem and smoking won't help with that. Just as continuing to jog won't help a sprained ankle.
If she switches to Electrofag, it will definitely help. Patches and gum are useless because the purveyors of those lunatic ideas have never asked smokers why they smoke. It is not currently legal to market Electrofag as a stop-smoking device, at least partly because of this and this. Titan manufacturers might like to take note. It's not smoking the Righteous object to. It's fun.
So, you never know, I might prolong a life. Against all Righteous teaching and indoctrination.
They won't like that. They'll probably put out a contract on the poor old woman.