When I woke up in the middle of the night, I had to take a shot of my inhaler before I could get back to sleep. This is but one of many reasons why I will not pick up cigarettes again.
It is not productive to live in the past. Still, if I could turn back time, I’d point out to my younger self the health issues I would be facing by twenty-five years of inhaling nicotine-heavy carbon monoxide fumes from chemically enriched tobacco products. Maybe I’d listen.
At least going forward I never have to pick up another cigarette. The weak moments will be fewer and I’ve learned from my previous attempts when the hardest parts are—after three months.
The best thing is that three months without cigarettes was my goal. I’ve done this now. I’m a non-smoker today, and I never ever ever want to be a smoker again!
Today is day 88 without cigarettes, and on March 16, I will finally move this goal into the “accomplished” column.
For those that have been smoking as long as I have and have done the damage to their lungs that I have: It does get better. I no longer feel I have to use my inhaler twice a day. I attended an event that required intense vocalization and I realized that I didn’t have to take a breath as often as some of the people around me. My lungs are getting better.
I also do not feel like having a cigarette very much any more. This is very much worth it.
I have one more week until I officially declare myself an ex-smoker. On March 16, I will have 90 days without a cigarette, cigar, pipe or anything else to defile my lungs.
Granted, I started writing at 43 Things on my desire to quit smoking on September 6. Well, I picked up cigarettes again in October, but still, I haven’t given up.
I wrote a few days ago that studies show that people who keep trying, over and over again, will ultimately succeed. I remembered the Great American Smokeout was in November, and did a search and downloaded a sign for my office. I didn’t smokeout on November 17, but I did sign up at the American Cancer Society’s website and signed up with them.
A counselor called me after that, and I was brave enough to set up another quit date with them. I chose December 16, the birthday of a dear friend who chain smoked and died at 45 last February (2005) of a heart attack. It was a special date and a special way to remember him.
They called me three days before my quit date and the next day. I was grateful for the support and used the materials they sent in the mail. This picture is of a sign that’s on my office door.
7 more days to go and I’ll have ninety days free and officially be an ex-smoker!
I recently heard that every time you quit smoking you increase the odds of quitting once and for all. I haven’t posted here in some time, because I was a tad ashamed that I had picked up the habit again in October. But December 16, I quit again for good.
I’m at 82 days today, almost at 90. As a reward, I promised myself a new tattoo. Well, I went in to see the artist (Damien Bart of Bruce Bart Tattoos for anyone who’s interested) and in my eagerness, I jumped the gun a bit. So the tattoo is already begun.
I’ve gone a month without smoking a single cigarette! Hurrah! It does get easier, by far. For those of you who still want to quit smoking, remember the rule of threes; first three are hardest—first three days, first three weeks, and first three months.
So, give me another 58 days and I’ll mark this one thing Accomplished. I have two more months to go, but I’m already feeling confident that I can make this permanent. Anytime now I get the craving, I wait. It goes away. The tricky part at this point is operating under the misguided belief that I am now a non-smoker, so it won’t hurt to have one.
That is simply insanity.
I don’t know where I got so off track, but my last cigarette was 27 August 2005, which makes 22 September day 26.
What will make it easier to stay quit once it’s official is letting go of the reasons that I smoked and talking honestly about when I want to smoke. Today the desire to light up came with heightened stress at work. I’m grateful that my desire to stay smoke-free was stronger.
What I miss about smoking is being able to use a cigarette to get away and regroup. Now I need to find a new way of doing that.
Possibilities? Just going outside and taking a walk around my building is one idea. I know there’s some yoga things that might help too. Of course I still need to learn yoga.
Anyway, quitting smoking can be done, even by a die-hard like me! I’m going to do it!
It’s getting easier. This morning at softball (which I’m starting to be able to play without becoming winded) I was able to stand among the smokers between games, and be turned off by the cigarette smell rather than intoxicated. My cravings were up for a few days but today they’re down.
This continues to prove that no matter how bad the craving is, it will always pass.
I’m grateful I never have to smoke again.
It’s been a very rough day for me for craving a cigarette. My stress level is not higher than normal, and there’s no other reason I can think of. I just have to accept the fact that I’m going to have days like this.
One thing that gets easy to remember is that the craving will pass. Cravings always pass. Usually the craving passes within five minutes. As long as I don’t give in to it, I’m home free.
Someone once told me there are three big threes to quitting smoking. The first three days are the hardest. Then the first three weeks. Finally the first three months. I’m almost at the three week mark.
I’m pretty certain I’ve done it. But time will tell. I’ll keep you all informed.
I woke up several times last night, with a multitude of vivid dreams. In one I refused a cigarette and in another I found myself smoking. The guilt of it nearly drove me crazy, and when I woke up I realized I still had two weeks without behind me.
I won’t say that my lungs have improved terribly yet, but I do feel somewhat better, and the fact that I made it this long has made a serious impact on my well being. I have a lot of faith that when all is said and done, I will ultimately be a non-smoker.
I am already seeing myself as such.
Well, the nicotine withdrawal seems to have abated, although it was a rough couple of days. For me it was a bit of agony, aching muscles, and constantly feeling like I just want to go back to bed. Not everyone goes through withdrawal, but if you want to avoid it, do the gum or the patch and STEP DOWN…
Now that the withdrawal is done, god forbid I ever pick up another cigarette and go through THAT again!