Merry Christmas everyone! I would like to start by thanking all who have taken time out of their busy holiday schedules to read and/or comment on my blog. This is fantastic support, and I feel very blessed to have it. Thanks!
If you count the fact that my last cigarette was at 9pm on Dec. 23rd, it's been 39 hours since my last cigarette. I'm very proud of myself. Yesterday was really hard. Very hard, but I pulled through. We went to my father-in-law's house last night. We hide the fact that we smoke, so usually these get togethers involve me trying to enjoy myself, but counting down until I can get out of there and have my next smoke. Then, as soon as we were gone, I'd drive a block or two then pull over and have that much needed cigarette. But not last night! Yes, half the night was filled with me really needing a smoke, but I knew that problem wouldn't be solved by finding an excuse to leave his dad's house. So that was a nice change.
Today is the same thing. We're going to my mother-in-law's house, and the same situation applies. One of the reasons I chose yesterday to quit was because I knew I'd be bombarded with places that I can't smoke, so it would be the best strategy to keep from smoking. This weekend is the biggie -- going to my Grandma's house for an entire weekend. Now we're as careful as we can be there, because she would freak, so we wash everything and don't smoke before going to her house. It can be stressful. Not this time though! I'm determined to make it through!
So far today hasn't been THAT bad. A few minor cravings, nothing as bad as yesterday. Merry Christmas!!!
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I like you thoughts on timing, and I can see how it could make it both easier and a bit harder not getting to finally have that "reward" at the end but also keeping you occupied. You are doing great!
Brandie, Congratulations....you are doing it! I hope you and your family have a great Christmas day.
Peace,
Diva
It will keep getting easier, too! Great job!
So, I know you'll appreciate this little story and since I can't post it on my blog since my mother-in-law reads it, I'll tell you here. Saturday night we celebrated Christmas over at my in-laws' house and we were talking about how well we (hubby & I) are doing on the Chantix. Jokes were made. I thought things were pretty laid back and so I proceeded to try and be funny. I said, "Yea, at least we don't want to rush out of here after presents to go home and have a smoke."
Yes, I did. I said it. I'm still kicking myself for it. The whole room got quiet, my mother in law asked, "What did you say?" and my father in law asked, "What?" Pretty sure they heard me and I wanted to die. I wasn't even thinking when I said it. (A problem I have sometimes.)
See? At least you didn't have to live through that.
Go ahead, you can laugh. I am because if I didn't laugh, I'd have to dig a hole in the ground myself so it could swallow me whole!
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