According to my whizzy phone app, I've not had a cigarette for 2 days, 10 hours and 20 minutes. And I'm STILL ALIVE!!!!
Feeling rather proud, even if I say so myself ... :)
I don't know if I've not left it long enough for the Champix to take a hold properly, but I really felt like I needed to throw the first punch in this battle, rather than wait for my official quit date, which was today.
After I beat myself up on Saturday for smoking the first cig of the morning (which ironically was my last cig but I didn't know it at the time), Sunday was a better day, as I'd got a different frame of mind (I'd unoffically quit).
My adversary is all over me like a rash though.
"Is that all you've got, Nasty Nic? You've gotta do better than that! ...".
And I wouldn't put it past him to give me QuitZits. Some quitters get quite a bad outbreak of Acne. Fingers crossed I've not been cursed!
Today's battle has been won. The war is far from over, but I'm ready to battle again tomorrow...


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