I upped my quit by yet another day. As of this morning, I am a HAPPY NON SMOKER! My daughters and I laughed and high-fived after I flushed those last nasty little buggers down the toilet. My girls are my #1 fans and supporters and I am SO LUCKY to have them watching my back. They have been encouraging me to quit for years, to which I previously scoffed at the notion, of course.
I can't wait for the next day, and the next day, and the next day to come as I can watch my quit meter grow and grow.
I haven't been so excited to make a change since I-don't-know-when. I picked a highly stressful time in my life to start my Quit, on purpose. When (not if) I get through the next few days, the rest will be gravy-baby. I only have positive thoughts in my head, and I feel no remorse for those nasty cancer sticks.
Before I started smoking 23 years ago, I was a cross country runner, that ran 6 miles a day without fail. Way back then, when I was a kid, I was very active and happy to be so. I allowed myself to get addicted to nicotine, actually I worked very hard at it... the first cig I ever smoked made me throw up and made me so sick I had to go to bed early with my parents worried. Yet I did it again. and again. and again. Before I knew it I was addicted (and spending my lunch money to by my daily pack of smokes) and didn't care about sports anymore. I didn't care about being active. I changed my friends, so that my new friends were the smoking crowd.
I have had 2 grandparents die slow deaths, directly related to smoking. The first, my paternal grandfather, got esophagal (sp) cancer, had to have most of it removed, and lived the final years 3 of his life with a plastic throat, not being able to eat, talk, nor breathe through his mouth or nose. I was 15 at the time. Did that stop me from smoking? Nope... we would go visit grandpa, pat him on the shoulder, then go outside to smoke. The other grandparent was my maternal grandmother. We were much closer to my mothers parents, and she contracted lung cancer. She had surgery and quit smoking. 15 years after she quit smoking the lunch cancer returned, but in the other lung. Surgery was not an option this time, as she did not have enough lung capacity in the other lung to do so. The tumer was the size of an orange wh
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Quit Meter
$283,461.75
Amount Saved
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Quit Meter
Days: 5589
Hours: 0
Minutes: 38
Seconds: 50
Life Gained
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Quit Meter
45812
Smoke Free Days
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Quit Meter
687,180
Cigarettes Not Smoked
