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My grandmother gave up smoking to raise me when I was an infant. She quit because my mother would not allow her to see her grandchildren. Instead of quitting for me it would have made me a lot happier if she would have never started. For many years she smoked two packs of KOOL cigarettes a day. At first she didn't smoke around me but smoked without me being in her presence. When I was in fifth grade I remember my parents talking about my grandmother. By this time my grandmother had actually completely quit smoking. So I eagerly listened to what my parents were saying. Then my mother told my dad that my grandmother had told my mom that she had coughed up blood. My grandmother wasted no time to go see a doctor. She was in a doctor's office in a matter of days so they could perform some tests on her to find out what the problem was.A few days passed after she had gone to the doctor's office .I stayed home sick from school one day and stayed at my grandmother's house while my parents were at work. I remember sitting on the couch watching the television while my grandfather was sitting in his chair and my grandmother was doing stuff around the house. Then the phone rang and it was my mom and she had made some calls while she w
My mom told her to have the lung removed. Now it was the middle of November and I had been in school for a month and a half. For two whole summers we all hung out together every day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------**Bibliography**. And now I have started to seriously start to quit smoking. After the surgery the surgeons called my grandmother and told her that the surgery was a complete success. Now is where the conflict comes in. I was talking to my mother the other day and she said she couldn't stop me from smoking but that she is concerned for me because I am very prone to it through my grandmother. During high school I had become very close with a big bunch of kids. Most people don not act on the blood and just shrug it off, meanwhile the cancer cell is growing. I never and still to this day understand why I smoke if I watched my grandmother die an early death of only sixty- eight years. I mainly figured that I'm not going to get cancer like my grandmother. A couple of ordinary years passed by and it was the beginning of August in '97. It was a Sunday night and basketball season was starting the next day. Then the worst thing that has ever happened to me in my whole entire life happened.
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