Way to go, Sarge! Yeah, it does still creep up on you - I’m past the three week mark, and just when I was getting nice and complacent I woke up the other morning with the foulest temper and nothing but the desire for a cigarette. I didn’t give in to it, but I’m not counting myself out of the woods yet - I figure it’ll wait until I’m nice and smug about being an ex-smoker, looking down my nose at those miserable souls huddled outside office doorways, and then sidle up one evening after a couple of beers and say, “Go on - one won’t hurt you…”
Your totally right about not being clear yet. I thought I was, but it would have taken only a slight breeze to push me over the edge last night.
You know what’s nice? Not having to worry about nic stains on my teeth anymore. Every few days break out the baking soda for a good scrubbing. I’ll miss the social aspects of it though. I found it was easier to get to know people just by being with fellow smokers outside. That’s not a biggie, though.
Just popping in to say I’m cheering for all of you!
Well, onto week four.
I’ve been having some anger probelms lately, where I find myself getting really upset over trivial things. It was quite a surprise because I’m normally a laid back person. I was actually starting to get worried about it, so I called the Canadian Cancer Society this morning and they just called me back. That irritablity is normal at this stage. I thought the irritability was just going to be through the physical withdrawls phase, so I was relieved to find out that these feelings are normal for the 2-4 period. Even better is that I’ll soon be over it.
I think I jumped from a past tense to present in there. Regardless, onwards we march.
Oh, and as of today I’ve saved…$187, but likely slightly more as cig prices rose last week. Choking smokers, don’t you think the joker laughs at you?
Well done, that man.
Ditto! I can only imagine how hard it is (since I’m trying to lose weight and am struggling with that) but count me in as saying I’m cheering you on!
I am proud to say that I have been completely cigarette-free for 6 weeks now: another 6 weeks, and I’m going to declare that I have beaten this thing. I’m feeling so pleased with myself right now: I never thought I could make it this far without giving in at least once, despite some serious suffering and temptation. Anyone else in this thread still hanging in there? Sgt. Pepper?
Yep, still with you and doing good. I get the odd craving, or I catch a bit of smoke that smells really good. Funny enough, I had a dream last night where I had a few smokes. I can’t remember the reason, but it was no big deal. I expected that wicked head-rush from that first puff and then that awesome sense of well-being and lethargy that would come from that first puff. It never happened, and I didn’t want anymore, even though I did smoke another. I think I’ve had many dreams like that since beginning this odyssey.
There’s still a risk, I’d say. If something really bad or stressful were to happen, then I’d want that crutch. Even now if I feel an intense emotion I sometimes want to share it with a smoke. So yeah, I suppose I’ll wait for the next six weeks to declare a victory as well.
I’m carrying around an extra ten pounds with me, and have a huge oral fixation problem now. Baby carrots and celery are my good buddies though. I’m not too worried about the weight, I’m still within my BMI safe range. I’m working on getting rid of the excess, but there’s no rush for it.
I sometimes miss the bortherhood aspect of it. Like that pit thread about bumming smokes. Being apart of that outcast group. Fugatives from the smoking Nazis. Out with my fellow prisoner’s in the minus double digits temperatures huddled against the wind, puffing away at a smoke. There’s that brotherhood feeling that I miss. Being a smoker, you always had something in common with another smoker. Someone else mentioned the same thing in another smoking thread around here recently.
Anyway, I’m rambling. So yeah, doing good. Par for the course, I imagine. Thanks for the inspiration Case.