So for as long as I can remember, probably 6 months or more, After my evening meal I'd have to sit quietly because I was having a sharp pain in the upper right (my right) quadrant of my chest. Like someone was performing a pneumothorax on the upper lobe of my right lung. Today is the first day I can remember not having that pain. And it's all because I (hopefully) gave up cigarettes.
I like not having that pain and I'm thinking about buying a bicycle.