I used to smoke a pipe too when I was much younger, except we didn't use pipe tobacco ;-D<quoted text>
It's a funny thing, I always assumed that cigarette smoking was all about the nicotine. And the e-cig delivers that, in a nice cigarette form. But I've heard that some smokers miss the "throat hit" that the hot smoke delivers. I wouldn't be surprised if some folks enjoy the carbon monoxide buzz, too.
Long ago, I smoked a pipe (and the occasional cigar.) Though I noticed the nicotine effect when I smoked, I really liked the other aspects more. I liked the smell of tobaccos in the tobacconist's shop. I liked the nice lighters we used to use. Some of the pipes were works of art. It was fun blowing a smoke ring. Didn't like the way it coated my tongue and diminished my sense of taste, though. Looking back, I'm glad I gave it up when I did.
It's very hard for people that never smoked for any length of time to understand what we go through. I can understand that though. I mean, you're inhaling smoke, just stop doing it!
Several years ago when I went to a family party at my sisters house, she complimented me on some weight that I lost at the time. She was very intrigued as to how I did it because she has struggled with a weight problem most of her life, and she's a licensed dietary technician.
When she asked what my secret was, I told her I quit eating. She started to laugh and said "no ship" but then realized I was serious. She questioned me further on how I dealt with that empty stomach feeling, the pains, the desires when I get near food or even see it on the television?
I told her when I felt like that, I knew I was losing weight. Besides I told her, I smoke cigarettes, and those hunger pains and feelings are nothing compared to not having a cigarette for a long period of time. Hunger pains are nothing.
At that point, she stopped, her eyes looked straight ahead and she went into deep thought.
My sister was so anti-smoke that it was silly. My mother and I both smoke and it drove her nuts. She used to cough when one of us pulled out a cigarette and didn't even light it yet.
My sister never understood what smokers went through until she had something to compare it to like dieting, the hunger, the sleepless nights. When I made that comment, it finally hit her. Up to that time, she assumed there was nothing more torturous than going without food.
After that party, she never preached about smoking to me, my mother or her children again. She still doesn't like cigarette smoke, but at least she understands what we go through.