Smoking Log: End of Month One
Okay, so I didn't keep a log of stuff. Sorry! :)
Here's basically how it went; I had three days where I felt like I was going to die. It wasn't just the smoking, I also managed to come down with something at a very inconvenient time. After that, everything was mostly good. I had a few days where Monkey would make me want to pitch puppies off a roof, and one where Fox literally made me so mad I had to shit.
I had two friends visit from Michigan, and while it was really nice seeing them, they both casually smoke (they also have recently quit) being around them was hard, and I wasn't strong enough to resist all temptation. I had a few slips (mostly while drinking. When drunk, I really just *don't care*), but nothing truly horrid.
So today is Day Two without a patch. And, as if the Gods themselves decided to play some horrid joke on me, three days ago, I came down with something. It's mild, but enough to make me uncomfortable. In a few weeks, though, I will be completely quit, and can probably start drinking again. I hate being *unable* to drink. I do not want to be drunk all the time, but I hate having options removed from me. I (normally) wouldn't pitch puppies off a roof, but I like knowing the option is there.
I'm hoping as a reward, someone will buy me This. It's actually cheaper than the one I was wanting a short time ago, and is better quality, with more functions. I know no one will, but a girl can dream, right?
Anyways, it seems as though things are going okay with this whole thing, as nobody has died yet.
Here's basically how it went; I had three days where I felt like I was going to die. It wasn't just the smoking, I also managed to come down with something at a very inconvenient time. After that, everything was mostly good. I had a few days where Monkey would make me want to pitch puppies off a roof, and one where Fox literally made me so mad I had to shit.
I had two friends visit from Michigan, and while it was really nice seeing them, they both casually smoke (they also have recently quit) being around them was hard, and I wasn't strong enough to resist all temptation. I had a few slips (mostly while drinking. When drunk, I really just *don't care*), but nothing truly horrid.
So today is Day Two without a patch. And, as if the Gods themselves decided to play some horrid joke on me, three days ago, I came down with something. It's mild, but enough to make me uncomfortable. In a few weeks, though, I will be completely quit, and can probably start drinking again. I hate being *unable* to drink. I do not want to be drunk all the time, but I hate having options removed from me. I (normally) wouldn't pitch puppies off a roof, but I like knowing the option is there.
I'm hoping as a reward, someone will buy me This. It's actually cheaper than the one I was wanting a short time ago, and is better quality, with more functions. I know no one will, but a girl can dream, right?
Anyways, it seems as though things are going okay with this whole thing, as nobody has died yet.