I stayed with my youngest brother after he had surgery last week. As soon as he could grab his cigarettes he was back out the door smoking when he got home because his transport didn’t allow smoking in their vehicle. He was on crutches mind you. Up and down, in and out. By the next day when the surgical meds were out of his system and he was hurting, he was smoking in his bathroom with the vent running. Up and down, back and forth. Still on crutches. The following day when he was really hurting and couldn’t or didn’t want to understand why, he was smoking in his bed because his leg was bothering him so bad he could barely move it. When he finished a cigarette he would just drop it in a plastic cup he had left some water in. Talk about stinking?! I absolutely refused to have anything to do with that cup. He had never smoked indoors because he just didn’t like the odor in the house and then he had kids too. So it was sad to see just what the nicotine cravings reduced him to but I was also so very thankful that I am so over nicotine. I’ll never go back to being a nicotine junkie. I can’t. He asked me to go to the store and buy him a couple of packs of cigarettes before I went home on the last day and it was $16 and some change for them. I was in shock. I honestly could not afford to smoke now. I’m in Georgia.