Hello my faceless and hopefully smokeless friends. Here finally...is the 4th and final chapter in the ongoing sage of my terror trip to... the "Smoke Free Zone".
After 20 days of near insanity, accented by periodic episodes of neurotic psycosis.... I was "hell bent for leather" and ready to take on all comers! I felt prepared to give this nicotene enemy the final super-swift kik in the ass it deserved. I had pulled the last medium strength patch and gone cold turkey. The painful lump on my neck was subsiding....but still there. The doctor's appointment was made and the day came to make the visit. As the examination began......I went into a hazy... dreamlike state...the doctors hands were cold and smelled of antiseptic.....his voice was muffled and echoed in my mind. I could hardly believe that I had quit smoking and the time had finally come to find out what in the hell was going to happen to me. My vital signs were measured..and the doctor said..uh huh...very good....very good. The stethoscope was cold against my chest. I breathed deeply as he asked me to...even I could tell my lungs were responding well to the lack of constant smoke. He gently felt and probed the source of my fears and anxiety, the painful lump on my throat. I stared into his eyes...magnified through his glasses. I tried to read his mind and anticipate the words that were about to come forth. I felt as if I was about to meet the grim reaper and the devil had just walked over my grave. And then he said...... ...... ...... .. John......I am very glad you have decided to quit smoking. I must tell you something......... tell you that.......if you had not...... ...... this cyst on your neck could very well have become something of a much more serious nature. You have made a good decision that will most certainly allow you to live a very long and healthy life. I was almost in tears..suddenly I had been given the news that I was going to live! I did not have cancer! The lump was going to disapear! I had quit smoking and was through the worst of it. Everthing I had been through to that point was worth the misery and suffering. I was going to be ok...I had to keep telling myself that... over and over. I felt the weight of the world suddenly lifted from my shoulders. I was set free like a c
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Hours: 18
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