Gotta say that the bra strap just wasn't holding the patch down for me! LOL!
Hey, Everybody -- Greetings from the almost-end of a really stress-filled day with potentials all around for slips and some serious butt kicking on two fronts. But life is good. One day last week, I forgot the patch, and went into a complete panic and drove all the way back home from work to put it on rather than risk life without it. And then I'm like, "Hello? Does this sound vaguely familiar??"
I was trading one nicotine delivery system for another, albeit a more socially acceptable one.
NOT speaking for anyone else, and most definitely NOT putting a value of any kind on this, it's just the way my own personal quit seems to be evolving. What I've done to my poor body over the last 40 years is shameful, but suddenly, I've given my body a voice, and it's not afraid to use it. It just wanted to be done.
I have nicotine gum in my car, at my job, and at my house. I will most definitely use it, or return to the patch, if and when it becomes necessary to maintain the quit. It just doesn't feel necessary right now. I'm more amazed and speechless than anyone.
And oddly, even though it's only 2 weeks, I have zero desire to smoke (well, except when spouse inadvertently bought a really good bottle of wine to go with the celebratory dinner --- but it was a fleeting thought!) and smell up my environment and body again. But that's just me.
I give humble and hearty thanks for the brave souls who went 70 days and more... and then slipped. My sin is ever before me, and eschewing the patch has nothing to do with false pride or a sense that I'm out of the woods. I know I never will be; a wise spiritual leader once told me that some conditions are simply not healed in this life; my addiction is one of them. The best I can hope to do is manage it. It will never go away, and that's okay. Kind of like the embarrassing auntie you can't do anything about. She's a part of my life and existence, but she's not allowed to tell me what to do any more. "When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I reasoned like a child -- [I made excuses like a child] -- when I became an adult, I put childish things away."
Thanks.
peteg
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[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 10/30/2006
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