Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I could tell you that this no smoking thang has been a breeze & Chantix has just taken all my craving away and I never walk around scratchin & feenin like a crackhead lookin for a crumb and I'm a totally new person who's never in a bad mood because I have a taste for something but I can't satisfy those desires and sometimes to take my craving away I have to just pour the contents of lil salt packets on my tongue and now I'm swollen like a balloon freshly filled chock full of helium... But hell I'd be tellin a baldfaced lie! I've done absolutely wonderful in my book. I don't know who stops by to read & doesn't comment, but I don't think my followers would know what I'm talking about. You guys just don't seem like the smokin' kind. Anyhoo, I was a HEAVY smoker. On a bad day, I'd smoke as much as a pack and a half of cigs. Newport 100's in the box to be exact. That's 30 cigarettes in one day. A normal day, I smoked almost a full pack, so I'd inhale the contents of 15 cigs daily. And I have Asthma. And I know that's horrible. Thinking about it makes me want to cry, it just doesn't take the craving away unfortunately. I've been taking Chantix about 3 or 4 weeks now. I only have 2 weeks worth of medicine left after this week, so, I hope this feeling is gone by then. During the first week, I think I may have smoked about 5 cigs a day. The following week I'd indulge in 1 or 2 at the most a day. After this week, I have considered myself a nonsmoker. When I get antsy & start craving, I remind myself that I am a nonsmoker. If I slip & have a puff or two, I continue to remind myself that I'm a nonsmoker. I am so determined this time to see this through. I didn't realize how labored and wheezy my breathing was until I began to heal. I have had terrible chest pains & coughing fits, and I know from talking to other people that this is just a side effect of stopping. About the 2nd week, everytime I coughed, I swore I saw smoke come from my lungs. It would smell like smoke. Since I've not been smoking, my food tastes different, I can smell things again. And smoke stinks to high hell. It's still hard... So hard, but I've got to succeed at this 1 thing. It's a matter of life & death.
Nappy Rants & Raves by Sonya