Even though my quit date isn't until 1 September, I feel guilty about continuing to smoke. It seems odd that as I tell people I'm quitting, I'm lighting up.
I'm in a better mood today. Champix lost its edge and the damned cigarettes were half-assed pleasurable again. I guess that's why the dosage doubles on day #4 and again on day #8.
According the product insert from Pfizer, the manufacturer of Champix, "...it is not known exactly how the drug works in people." [Leaving me to wonder if it is known how it works in rats--just kidding. Their wording sounded strange to me, though.]
"Champix," the brochure says, "does not contain nicotine, but it has been shown to affect the nicotine receptor that is thought to be most related to smoking addiction....it acts like a weaker version of nicotine, and also blocks nicotine from getting to the receptor because it binds more tightly..."
I feel like I should be doing more than popping a pill. When I light up, I wish I'd resisted at least a little bit. I wish I'd kept up with my "Track a Pack" log--perhaps I am smoking less and don't know it. I've noticed my cigarettes often end up dead and only half-smoked in the ashtray. Yesterday, several times I paused in my websurfing, Twitter-learning, tweet-sending, and discovered my cigarette had gone out in my hand.
That NEVER used to happen! My cigarettes got smoked right down to the filter--every time without fail! After all, they cost way too much to waste!
Could it be this easy? Will I go to bed on September 1st and realize I didn't have a cigarette all day? Will there be no struggle? No pain? Will cigarettes just become unimportant to me?
It doesn't seem right that I don't have to pay with the agony of withdrawal for my sin of having smoked for thirty-odd years. Or, that I don't have to recommit to not smoking a hundred times each day, every time the Nicotine Demons whisper.
I'm taking a bit of a break from cyberspace to concentrate on a project. I thank you all for your support and when I come back, I'll update you on the joys of being a non-smoker.
Think of me on September 1st. I'll be thinking of you, and those thoughts will keep me strong!
The hero in my Back Tracker series struggles to quit smoking--a habit he picked up when working uncover with The Traz biker gang.
Good luck with kicking the butt. Keep it going! Cheers, Jan
I will be sending positive thoughts of ruby-red balloons filled with fresh clean air soaring above your head tomorrow (Sept 1.) I quit in 1991 having smoked three packs a day. Oh by the way, I found that my car actually starts even if I haven't lit up before turning the ignition! Best wishes to you!
Thank you, Jan and 'Triple-W' lady. Your encouragement is greatly appreciated.
Although the car may start without a butt in the hand, the morning coffee don't taste so good without one!
Watch for an update on my Quest to Quit, soon to be posted!
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