♫ She took a hit and she liked i-it ♫
It was actually Smart Shaman whose casual inclusion of e-cigarettes in an offhand reference to smoking cessation options that exist today that weren't around just a few years ago informed ME that they were not just theatrical props, as I had thought, and that the term "e-cigarette" I'd seen in spam email subject lines.
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That sent me googling, which thankfully brought me here.
Smart Shaman is overjoyed that I've begun making the transition, and that my fasting blood sugars so far seem utterly indifferent to propylene glycol, so I'm not in that .0005% or whatever of diabetics whose islets get all wadded up about it.
I'm going to give her one (properly blinged out and with a jewel on the end, of course) with a couple of zero-nicotine cartomizers in a yummy flavor, so she can show her other tobacco-smokin' patients the delicious and bedazzleable delights that await them.
Not-So-Smart Shaman The Worst lived up to his name, and mumbled so vaguely when I announced my Wonderful News, that I was obliged to ask him, "Do you know what an electronic cigarette
is?" to which he replied "
I know any kind of cigarette will kill you."
He failed to notice I was contentedly puffing away on a long, elegant black KR808d-1 with a blue LED when he came in, and had it in my hand during the entire short conversation.
The others fell in the middle, with a distinct trend toward the Not-So-Smart side, and greeted my news with inconclusive noises that smelled like belief, so - no pimpage intended, but I did do 3 huge blogrants here that basically say "
you can't argue with a belief," which not only do I truly believe, but in fact know to be fact - so I just directed the conversation to a topic that was a better fit for their capacity, like
"that new ultra-expensive sinus pill insurance won't pay for works great! Can I have some more samples? Thanks! You're the best! I know you're super-busy, so I won't keep you today, Bainau!"
I know I had initially been looking forward to Causing Pandemonium At The Doctor's Office, and issued a public Declaration of Intent here, but on my first visit after my e-cigarettes arrived, the waiting room contained two people, even older and sicker than me, with oxygen carts, and it occurred to me that due to endemic and epidemic ignorance on the subject, I might end up with somebody's apoplexy on my conscience, so I waited till I got into the exam room.
** Those spam mails had me shaking my head more than a couple of times during the last few years, wondering what in Heaven's name was happening to today's youth, if they could be socially engineered into downloading virii and assorted Bad Things by being offered, not the traditional photos or "tape" involving scantily or entirely un-clad Britney Spears or a Kardashian sister or several, but
a stupid desktop animation of a burning cigarette, which, if you smoked, and really needed that "break," was a lame so-not-a-joke 20 years ago! (yes, the internet, including spam and malicious pranks, really has been around that long)!
It was approximately two weeks ago that I realized to what those emails were referring.
You may point and laugh now.