Just a quick shout out for my hubby to say how proud I am of him for quitting smoking. After endless
nagging urging from me to quit, he’s been smoke free since January 1st! Anybody who thinks that this is no big accomplishment has clearly never been to Turkey. In Turkey there are cigarettes everywhere. Everywhere, I tell you! Turks and Europeans alike. It’s insanity. It truly is part of the culture. Left your cigarettes at home? Ran out?? No problem! Every five minutes, somebody is holding out a pack to offer one. I smile with pride every time I hear Mustafa respond that he doesn’t want one because he’s quit.
Mustafa had cut back to just about one or two cigarettes a day for quite a while. Finally on January 1st, he decided to quit once and for all. The timing worked out really well because we left for the States shortly thereafter. It was infinitely easier for him to not smoke in the U.S. because it’s just so much less common. Of course there are smokers but at least it’s not the norm! Anyway, he reports that at this point he doesn’t even crave them when he sees them, so I have faith that this is it. Insallah!
- He reports that he can breathe so much more fully and easily.
- I pointed out to him that he hasn’t really coughed at all since quitting either. That gross smoker cough is part of the soundtrack to life here, I swear. Ick. Amazing how much happier lungs are when they’re not trying to expel nasty chemicals, isn’t it?
- Money! At a pack a day, it works out to about 3,000 lira per year. That’s big money when you consider some people here pay about the same in rent!
- No more kissing an ash tray for me!
- An older woman here commented that Mustafa is looking healthier in general…his skin, etc. Likely from quitting the cigarettes, however I’d also like to attribute it to being married to me
So, way to go, askim benim! I’m very proud of my husby (the Turkified version of hubby, originated by my dear husby)!