Remember how the other day we saw a story about how cigarette smoking might cause depression? Now it turns out that researchers in London have figured out that “exposure to secondhand smoke is associated with psychological distress and risk of future psychiatric illness in healthy adults.”
Their study appears in this month’s Archives of General Psychiatry.
I find this fascinating, as the child of two smokers, one a chain-smoker who refused to roll the windows down when she smoked in the car. … Little story here: There’s a whole bunch of data to suggest that babies born to women who smoke throughout pregnancy are at risk of low birthweight. I was born at just over six pounds, six-two to be exact, and as all babies drop weight, I dropped below that after birth. At eight weeks old, tiny little baby, I came down with pneumonia, and I nearly died.
My mother always attributed the pneumonia to “someone with a virus who wanted to hold the baby.”
It only recently dawned on me that the secondhand smoke in a house with the windows closed (I was born at Halloween) could have been the bigger problem, huh? Or at least a complication. Denial—dayam.
If you smoke, please quit!