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		<title>By: delilah</title>
		<link>http://talesfromthequit.com/dad-and-bob/comment-page-1#comment-689</link>
		<dc:creator>delilah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2011 18:04:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>thank you for sharing)</description>
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		<title>By: kevin</title>
		<link>http://talesfromthequit.com/dad-and-bob/comment-page-1#comment-18</link>
		<dc:creator>kevin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 15:37:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Deb</title>
		<link>http://talesfromthequit.com/dad-and-bob/comment-page-1#comment-17</link>
		<dc:creator>Deb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 22:13:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your story gives me strength! My Dad was totally opposite, an acholic from 5:00 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. M-F. He would say he was quitting drinking or cigarettes pretty regularly and did for a period of time...30 days or more, when the day arrived when his spoken word of how long was over...he went right back to smoking or drinking or both, whatever he said. He did this pretty much of my life. Then he told me in 1984 that it was all enough....&quot;I&#039;m sick of cigarettes and booze&quot;, today I&#039;m quitting for good! HE DID! 

I always felt it was a way for him to keep control over them....since they had control over him. My Dad was always a man of his word, so if he said it, you and everyone else believed it...always! He will be 79 in April, still working in his a/c business and has never gone back to cigarettes. He had a heart attack back in 2003, but it was from clogged arteries. 

I need to think about my Dad and know if he can do it, so can I. 

I&#039;m new to the site and my quit date is April 4, 2008....for those of you who pray...I&#039;d really appreciate it! 

Thanks for sharing,

Deb</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your story gives me strength! My Dad was totally opposite, an acholic from 5:00 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. M-F. He would say he was quitting drinking or cigarettes pretty regularly and did for a period of time...30 days or more, when the day arrived when his spoken word of how long was over...he went right back to smoking or drinking or both, whatever he said. He did this pretty much of my life. Then he told me in 1984 that it was all enough...."I'm sick of cigarettes and booze", today I'm quitting for good! HE DID! </p>
<p>I always felt it was a way for him to keep control over them....since they had control over him. My Dad was always a man of his word, so if he said it, you and everyone else believed it...always! He will be 79 in April, still working in his a/c business and has never gone back to cigarettes. He had a heart attack back in 2003, but it was from clogged arteries. </p>
<p>I need to think about my Dad and know if he can do it, so can I. </p>
<p>I'm new to the site and my quit date is April 4, 2008....for those of you who pray...I'd really appreciate it! </p>
<p>Thanks for sharing,</p>
<p>Deb</p>
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		<title>By: Sami</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sami</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 17:55:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow - your story about your father not being able to quit hits on the bulls eye with me. My father had his first heart attack at 50....he proceeded to have several more, and when he turned 60, he had to have triple bypass surgery (couldn&#039;t have more than triple cuz the other arteries were completely damaged from his previous heart attacks)...anyhow, I saw my father cry for the first time when he was being wheeled into surgery and he swore off his 2 pack a day habit...BUT, he returned to smoking shortly after he recovered. He passed away 3 1/2 years ago at 66...of course from a heart attack - I still have the pack of cigarettes that he had in his lunch bag that morning....AND, that was my fear also - failure. IF my strong and powerful father couldn&#039;t do it - then how can I??? Well - I&#039;m on day 23 - thanks to FFS and quitnet (just joined that today)...and thanks to you for your story - it truly helps.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow - your story about your father not being able to quit hits on the bulls eye with me. My father had his first heart attack at 50....he proceeded to have several more, and when he turned 60, he had to have triple bypass surgery (couldn't have more than triple cuz the other arteries were completely damaged from his previous heart attacks)...anyhow, I saw my father cry for the first time when he was being wheeled into surgery and he swore off his 2 pack a day habit...BUT, he returned to smoking shortly after he recovered. He passed away 3 1/2 years ago at 66...of course from a heart attack - I still have the pack of cigarettes that he had in his lunch bag that morning....AND, that was my fear also - failure. IF my strong and powerful father couldn't do it - then how can I??? Well - I'm on day 23 - thanks to FFS and quitnet (just joined that today)...and thanks to you for your story - it truly helps.</p>
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		<title>By: sandy</title>
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		<dc:creator>sandy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 03:51:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am at the point watching my mother die from lung cancer. She quit smoking about 10 years ago after smoking for 36 years but was too late. I quit smoking 6 mos. ago after I had my second mini stroke with hopes I have no more. When my mom found out it was too late for chemo too help. I really hate watching all this happening. I also have a 45 year old brother dying of conjestive heart failure. He has never smoked but he has been around it all his life, because he has always lived with my mom. Life really does not seem fair at all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am at the point watching my mother die from lung cancer. She quit smoking about 10 years ago after smoking for 36 years but was too late. I quit smoking 6 mos. ago after I had my second mini stroke with hopes I have no more. When my mom found out it was too late for chemo too help. I really hate watching all this happening. I also have a 45 year old brother dying of conjestive heart failure. He has never smoked but he has been around it all his life, because he has always lived with my mom. Life really does not seem fair at all.</p>
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		<title>By: Sandra</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sandra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 07:32:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My hearth and prayers are with you. 

I too lost my dad and my stepdad. My dad died in 1969 from congestive heart failure while driving. I was 9. For the last 5 yrs of my life I have watched my pop slowly and painfully died from lung cancer. Yrs before he was diagnosed with colon cancer and emphasyma. He had 1/3 of his colon take out. They thought they got it all, but 5 yrs before his death he was again diagnosed with colon cancer and lung cancer. He has been in my life since 1970. Pop was a great man, he took in a ready made family. There were 5 of us kids. All were teens at the time except for me. My 3 brothers hated him till the day he died. They treated him like dirt all their lives. But pop would never complain till the last few weeks of his life. My huband and 2 kids moved to SC so I could care for my parents. We could have moved to TX and gotten the home my husband grown up in, but we didn&#039;t, so his parents sold the home. 

My mom has alzheimers and 2 weeks before pop passed on we had to put her in a home as she is in advance stages and needs 24/7 care which we couldn&#039;t give her. 

Pop had his left lung removed. He could only use 1/4 of his right lung. He too kept on smoking. He used to say, &quot;I am dying anyway so let me enjoy my smokes.&quot; We didn&#039;t stop him. As we knew he would anyway. 

The doctors told us that he would not live to see Christmas of 2000. He held on till Oct 4, 2005. He held on because of my mom, he always said he didn&#039;t want her to have to bury another husband. So he fought and fought for yrs till one day after I went to visit my mom and she no longer knew who I was or who Jack was (pop). I came home and went to check on pop (we live a spit away, next door) and told him, &quot;Pop, mom didn&#039;t know who we were when we went to see her. She didn&#039;t even know who you were, so its time. Its time for you to rest, to let go and go Home. To go into the warm, loving and caring arms of Our Father. Go home pop, go in peace. Be free of this pain that you have had to endor these last few yrs.&quot; 

2 weeks later my soon to be 20 yr old daughter at that time, (oct 17 is her birthday) went over to check on him, make his eggs, clean out his pottychair, clean his bed (he slept on a pull out couch as he couldn&#039;t lay flat in the bed) and open the curtains before heading out to her collage. She came screaming home, she couldn&#039;t even talk. I knew when I heard her screaming outside what had happen and hated myself for letting her go over there that morning. I still do. That is not what a young women should see. But its life I guess. 

Pop had died in his sleep. He looked so peaceful, so relaxed. I fell to the floor next to him and cryed happy and sad tears. Happy that he was at rest and in Gods hands now, no more pain. Sad because I miss him so much, I miss our chats late at night/morning when neither one of us could sleep we would call and hope that the other one was awake. But it didn&#039;t matter if we were sleeping. Pop and I became so close the last 10 yrs of his life. He was my mentor, my best friend, my Pop! I wish my brothers could have known the man like I do. Maybe they would have felt different. 

It is not only for me to stop smoking, but also for Pop. In memory of him. I even set my quit date on his birthday April 3. I too like Bob have gone to AA. I first went 21 yrs ago when I found out I was finally pregnant after trying for so long. I even stopped smoking while I pregnant and 3 months after she was born. But started back up again. Started drinking again too, But stopped again on my birthday July 7, 1995 since I haven&#039;t had a drink.</description>
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<p>I too lost my dad and my stepdad. My dad died in 1969 from congestive heart failure while driving. I was 9. For the last 5 yrs of my life I have watched my pop slowly and painfully died from lung cancer. Yrs before he was diagnosed with colon cancer and emphasyma. He had 1/3 of his colon take out. They thought they got it all, but 5 yrs before his death he was again diagnosed with colon cancer and lung cancer. He has been in my life since 1970. Pop was a great man, he took in a ready made family. There were 5 of us kids. All were teens at the time except for me. My 3 brothers hated him till the day he died. They treated him like dirt all their lives. But pop would never complain till the last few weeks of his life. My huband and 2 kids moved to SC so I could care for my parents. We could have moved to TX and gotten the home my husband grown up in, but we didn't, so his parents sold the home. </p>
<p>My mom has alzheimers and 2 weeks before pop passed on we had to put her in a home as she is in advance stages and needs 24/7 care which we couldn't give her. </p>
<p>Pop had his left lung removed. He could only use 1/4 of his right lung. He too kept on smoking. He used to say, "I am dying anyway so let me enjoy my smokes." We didn't stop him. As we knew he would anyway. </p>
<p>The doctors told us that he would not live to see Christmas of 2000. He held on till Oct 4, 2005. He held on because of my mom, he always said he didn't want her to have to bury another husband. So he fought and fought for yrs till one day after I went to visit my mom and she no longer knew who I was or who Jack was (pop). I came home and went to check on pop (we live a spit away, next door) and told him, "Pop, mom didn't know who we were when we went to see her. She didn't even know who you were, so its time. Its time for you to rest, to let go and go Home. To go into the warm, loving and caring arms of Our Father. Go home pop, go in peace. Be free of this pain that you have had to endor these last few yrs." </p>
<p>2 weeks later my soon to be 20 yr old daughter at that time, (oct 17 is her birthday) went over to check on him, make his eggs, clean out his pottychair, clean his bed (he slept on a pull out couch as he couldn't lay flat in the bed) and open the curtains before heading out to her collage. She came screaming home, she couldn't even talk. I knew when I heard her screaming outside what had happen and hated myself for letting her go over there that morning. I still do. That is not what a young women should see. But its life I guess. </p>
<p>Pop had died in his sleep. He looked so peaceful, so relaxed. I fell to the floor next to him and cryed happy and sad tears. Happy that he was at rest and in Gods hands now, no more pain. Sad because I miss him so much, I miss our chats late at night/morning when neither one of us could sleep we would call and hope that the other one was awake. But it didn't matter if we were sleeping. Pop and I became so close the last 10 yrs of his life. He was my mentor, my best friend, my Pop! I wish my brothers could have known the man like I do. Maybe they would have felt different. </p>
<p>It is not only for me to stop smoking, but also for Pop. In memory of him. I even set my quit date on his birthday April 3. I too like Bob have gone to AA. I first went 21 yrs ago when I found out I was finally pregnant after trying for so long. I even stopped smoking while I pregnant and 3 months after she was born. But started back up again. Started drinking again too, But stopped again on my birthday July 7, 1995 since I haven't had a drink.</p>
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		<title>By: Barbara K.</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barbara K.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 03:15:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kevin, 

It is really scary what smoking does to people. I needed to go back over this tale to strenghten my quit this Holiday season. My thoughts will be with you this season for all of your lossed loved ones.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kevin, </p>
<p>It is really scary what smoking does to people. I needed to go back over this tale to strenghten my quit this Holiday season. My thoughts will be with you this season for all of your lossed loved ones.</p>
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		<title>By: Denise</title>
		<link>http://talesfromthequit.com/dad-and-bob/comment-page-1#comment-12</link>
		<dc:creator>Denise</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 18:54:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for sharing this my dad died 5 years ago of emphasemia(sp) I had not smoked for about 4 months prior to his last hospitlization but towards the end I started again i told myself to deal with the stress. Bless his heart some of his last words were he was sorry he smoked around me and my siblings and was sorry he sent us to school smellig like smoke everyday. He had not smoked in about 10 years but had already been diagnosed. I know if i don&#039;t quit i will have to put my son throught the same agony so I need to quit and I know by having this site and the others out there I can do this.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for sharing this my dad died 5 years ago of emphasemia(sp) I had not smoked for about 4 months prior to his last hospitlization but towards the end I started again i told myself to deal with the stress. Bless his heart some of his last words were he was sorry he smoked around me and my siblings and was sorry he sent us to school smellig like smoke everyday. He had not smoked in about 10 years but had already been diagnosed. I know if i don't quit i will have to put my son throught the same agony so I need to quit and I know by having this site and the others out there I can do this.</p>
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		<title>By: Lorraine</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lorraine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2005 16:44:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Was touched by the Page, and especially by Bob. I watched my best friend die of lung cancer three weeks ago, and it was horrible. I am completing my first smoke free day, and my daughter just celebrated three months of no smoking. Kevin, I too said &quot;if she can do it, I can too .... she loved her smokes&quot;. Stay strong.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Was touched by the Page, and especially by Bob. I watched my best friend die of lung cancer three weeks ago, and it was horrible. I am completing my first smoke free day, and my daughter just celebrated three months of no smoking. Kevin, I too said "if she can do it, I can too .... she loved her smokes". Stay strong.</p>
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		<title>By: GARY N.</title>
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		<dc:creator>GARY N.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2004 15:18:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I also watched my father die of conjestive heart failure he was a very active man and in the end he couldn&#039;t walk 10 feet and thats my fear although he was 87 he could still be alive today if it wern&#039;t for joe cammelmy fear and yet my motavation congradulations and keep up the good fight.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I also watched my father die of conjestive heart failure he was a very active man and in the end he couldn't walk 10 feet and thats my fear although he was 87 he could still be alive today if it wern't for joe cammelmy fear and yet my motavation congradulations and keep up the good fight.</p>
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