Today is my 3 year anniversary of freedom from nicotine.
Today is my 3 year anniversary/ birthday. I remember when 3 hours, days or weeks seemed so momentus. When that inner addict cries out, time seems to slow down a bit. ;) The good news is that the addict quiets down as time goes on. I rarely think about actually having a cigarette anymore. So the hours, days, and weeks roll by a lot more quickly now. I wish I had understood that--the fact that withdrawal symptoms get quieter the longer you go without the drug--- the first time I tried to quit. But better late than never, huh?
So, I have had some health issues recently. Ended up needing emergency surgery, which I am still recovering from now. I do remember thinking about smoking briefly in the chaos before surgery, as I was in a no-smoking hospital (not even allowed anywhere on the property outside). My thought was, "I am so glad I'm not smoking anymore. I'd hate to have to go through the drama of surgery and withdrawal at the same time. Trying to recover as a smoker would s---, too." Even as I write this, I am grateful to be receiving full benefit of the air that I breathe, and pumping oxygenated blood through veins that are currently not polluted with carbon dioxide.
...No matter what the circumstance, it is so much easier to cope without all that junk in my system. If you're new at this, here's wishing you the best of willpower on your road to freedom.
That's all I've got for now.
