Hi there, I'm glad you're taking the time to come and visit. Let me introduce myself, my name is Kim. I was born on December 17, 1957, in
Ontario, Canada. I was born to two wonderful parents who were both smokers. In March of 1960, my brother Tad was born and in October of 1961, my sister Kelly was born.
I started smoking at age 12, stealing cigarettes from my parents and also
stealing packs from the grocery and drug store (stealing.......its true, and I
don't like to admit it). But I was a nicotine addict at 12, already
needing to get a fix no matter how I got it.........sad isn't it? My
sister started smoking also, my brother never did.
At age 24, I quit for 1 month, but that one pack I kept in my dresser drawer
was just too tempting.
Both my parents quit smoking in 1985. That year I married Tony in June.
My Grandpa always had a cigarette, cigar or pipe in his mouth and lived to the ripe old age of 90. He died of congestive heart failure. My
grandmother who never smoked a day in her life, died at 72 of bowel
cancer. My aunt who is 76, has smoked for well over 50 years and is and
still going strong today.
In July of 1990, I quit again, this time it lasted a year and a half.
After having a few drinks at Christmas, I asked my husband for a puff and of
course one lead to another and I was back to smoking full time again.
In June of 2001, I tried again, it lasted 3 days and in January of 2002 I tried yet again.......lasting maybe 4 days. I didn't really want to
quit. Well I did and I didn't . Look at my grandfather, look at my
aunt, my parents have no ill-effects, they are in their seventies now.
Nothing is going to happen to me, I'm not a heavy smoker.
In March of 2002, I was going in to have some surgery. I was sent for pre-op tests, blood work, chest x-ray, EKG.......etc. My doctor called on March 7 to say something had showed up on my x-ray. There was a spot in my left lung. Oh my God, what does that mean exactly? I was to go and see the specialist the next day. March 7 was the last day I put a cigarette to my mouth. It was also the day my sister quit.
I saw the specialist the next day and was told it was cancer and it was very close to the heart. If it had reached the heart there was nothing they could do. When I looked at the cat scan it looked like it was touching the heart, thats how close it was. The only alternative I had to beat this was to have my left lung removed. What? Me? Cancer? Lung removed? ......no can't be, I'm too young for this.......
The next month and a half was very busy. I had a cat scan, bone scan and
ultra sound, all were negative, which was good news, it was nowhere else in my
body. I had stress tests, lung functions tests and I was beginning to
think there wasn't anymore blood for them to take. I passed all the
tests and was ready for surgery. My Doctor told me he didn't know if it
had spread to my lymph nodes and he wouldn't know until he was in there.
On April 23rd they wheeled me into the operating room at 8:20 a.m. Five
hours later I was wheeled out of surgery and placed in Intensive Care on a
breathing machine. I was not only missing a lung, I was also missing a
rib. Fortunately it hadn't spread to the lymph nodes.
Kim in ICU on April 23, 2002
I was hooked up to so many tubes and wires, but I was breathing on my own the next day. I was getting stronger everyday and everyday they would take a tube or wire off. On day five, I was tube and wire free and on day 6, I was released. I went to my Mom and Dad's for two weeks as my Mom is a retired nurse. I had home care for almost a month. A nurse came in once a day and changed the dressing on the incision.
I tire very easily, I can't exert myself in the summer humidity, as it makes it difficult to breathe, and I can't lift anything heavy. I have to do
things slowly or my heart starts to beat fast. There is still a section
at the top of the incision that is taking a long time to heal. Every
night hot compresses are applied to help the healing. My left side is numb from the incision around to my underarm area and it really
hurts to sneeze. It will be months before I'm fully recuperated.
Left lung incision site
Don't ever think this can't happen to you. I thought the same thing and
look what happened to me. I'm one of the fortunate ones ...................... why? I'll never know the answer to that and I'm
certainly not out of the woods yet either. I have to be checked every six
months for the next three years.
Kim's Loving Sister Kelly
My sister Kelly, who took the news very hard, was trying to find information on lung cancer when she found this site just after I was diagnosed. First off she came across the "Wall of Remembrance" (a site I still cannot visit as it upsets me too much) and then on to Whyquit and Freedom. The people, education and support here is tremendous. It's the only way to quit and keep it.
You can quit! Don't let what happened to me, happen to you. It can
happen to anyone and at any age. I used to believe I was above the
warnings on cigarette packs, but you know what?.......they are
true........CIGARETTES KILL, they almost killed me! I'm just thankful I
can tell you this story instead of my family having to post it in the "Wall of
Kim updates us on her last six months. Last chemo treatment to be June 12. As Kim puts it, "yahoo!"
I have an MRI for my head booked for July 16 ...and with fingers crossed I'm hoping to hear the words "You are Cancer Free"
I once had something precious
That money could not buy
I had a special sister
And had to say goodbye
The memories and the photos
Are all I have to touch
Of that very special sister
Who I loved and miss so much
And when I'm feeling lonely
And tears fill in my eyes
I think of her at peace
And know I shouldn't cry
I try to hide my heartache Kim
As you would want me to
So when I cry my tears alone
No one hears but you.