My mother smoked when she was pregnant, too. Russ and I have perfectly fine lungs. Maybe it was poor genes on his father’s side.
I suspect so, as his dad had diabetes, though it was the mesothelioma that killed him. Too many years below decks, surrounded by asbestos.
I know, its late and why am I up? I’m on my way back to bed. I had a thought that nagged me so I had to check it out, and now you know.
So I’m going back to bed, now, and will play Mahjong for another little while, now that I’ve finished reading. See all y’all tomorrow!
(I do hope its not quite so gloomy then.)
Oh, yes, and it was the Pertussis that started the damage on my lungs, at the tender age of 18 months. But I lived to tell the tale...my second Christmas in Alaska Territory and I was almost to sick to see Santa and get my first orange. I can’t even begin to think of how expensive that orange was...Or the thrill of Santa making a visit to my bedroom! Poor sick me! :o])