When I woke up and realized I didn’t just want to quit, but was going to quit. And I truly meant it:
Later that night when I hit the 24 hour mark and didn’t want a cigarette:
Went through the work day without having much of any craving:
Went home and helped the wife finish packing up for our overnight trip to Indianapolis. We get in the car, start driving and immediately the kids start arguing:
Later that night after dinner, swimming, and socializing with friends… and the kids still won’t settle down:
More swimming in the morning and still no cravings but the irritability is just about maxed out to the point where before noon I feel like:
We go the Children’s Museum and ten minutes into a thirty minute wait in line to get in; both children are already worn out, over-tired, and whining:
But I get through the day without a cigarette (and incidentally don’t slap anyone into tiny little pieces)
Days 4 & 5
I have a few cravings, but the irritability, headache, and nervousness is gone and I think I got this thing beat.
I go to work and start feeling the worst cravings yet
I get home from work and in addition to wanting a cigarette very badly, I feel sickish from the bursts of adrenaline my body keeps producing because I keep feeling incredibly nervous over nothing:
I desperately want a cigarette, but my wife has them and she won’t be home until 9:30
I somehow manage to avoid smoking when she gets home, but after couple snifters of The Glenlivet (excellent scotch whiskey) when my wife goes out to smoke:
Even though I caved and shared a single cigarette with her the night before, I have absolutely no cravings today:
And that’s my first week quitting. Hope you enjoyed!