First week down. One day at a time. I haven't had an easy time, hard as H** some days, sometimes I just have to get through the minute, or three. I went to my mother's today, she smokes like a freight train and the smell made me literally nauseous; maybe that is a good thing. I am drinking more water than I ever have in my life, sleeping better and eating healthier as well. Who would have thought one step would lead to several others. I read your post Red, and it is my biggest fear that my heart or lungs will fail due to 30 plus years of smoking, at 44 I am not ready for that to happen. I watched a lot of my friends go in for unrelated surgeries end up on vents for days due to lung damage, not what they originally had surgery for. I watch my mother who is not old by any means struggle to breathe as she walks from one end of her house to the other. I DO NOT want to be that person. I am not getting any younger, and I am sure there is irreperable (sp) damage done but I am determined not to continue harming myself anymore. No matter how hard some of the moments get I will Not take another puff.. N O P E..