Cough, hack….Bertha’s back
January 7th, 2009January 6 and everybody’s sick, including me. But I’m not really sick in the cold and flu way, just in that I have this lovely, burning cough that makes me wonder if I’m going to be picking a lung off the floor in the near future. It’s interesting how this started and I may be a bit at fault with a few things I’ve smoked in my life and yes, I am riddled with imperfections and have even once or twice overindulged in drinking but that was usually Amy or Bertha’s fault, ha! Back to smoke….Did anyone hear about THIRD hand smoke? That’s right, we don’t just have the 1. Smoker: the unbearably selfish ahole who would suck a butt in an elevator if allowed. Sorry to those trying to quit…keep in mind I come up with this stuff for pure, self-indulgent entertainment. And 2. Those of us who willingly or unwillingly breathe the smoke from 1. And that would be me…from the age of two my grandmothers (who I loved dearly) both smoked incessantly. One in the car with the windows closed and the other with a cig lit in almost every room. Back then it was acceptable and I’m sure there a many people dealing with the repercussions today from similar parents and grandparents. Now to the third hand smoke which is something I have known about for a long time as it refers closely to volatile organic (not the good kind) compounds in the cleaning industry. This means that the 4,000 chemicals found in the smoke of cigarettes is buried in clothing, carpets and furniture and LIFTS OFF into the air to once again poison the humans, animals and environment time and again. Nice, huh?
So the Today Show does a piece on the Third Hand Smoke and I want to jump up and down and shout about all the other things that are affecting us (and me specifically); the girl next to me at the gym with the overpowering perfume (aren’t we there to exercise and BREATHE!?) that’s giving me a headache and a wheeze. The guy on the beach with a cigar that I jog by and get a mouthful. Or in the bathroom at the library where the cute little air “freshener” sprays out a mist of toxic chemicals that makes my eyes water and my nose burn. Is there a wonder that my lungs hurt and I’m coughing?
No, absolutely not. But as I wheeze and shudder I am once more inspired to continue the mission that I signed up for, a mission that is stronger every day, that I believe in, is important to any being that breathes and if we don’t “get” soon, could eventually extinct us.
Chemicals can (and will) kill us. Please get informed. Amy and I offer alternatives to every chemical cleaning and personal care product on the market. Whether it goes on your skin or in your vacuum, we will give you ideas to rid your lives’ of toxins so that you, your family, your pets and your home will be as healthy as you can make them.
So no more cough and no more hack
let’s bring our health and breathing back!