I'm onto Day 8 now phew but Day 7 was really tricky. We have a friend staying with us at the moment until Sunday, he is a smoker but being very kind and ensures he smokes outside and not in front of me, but I really smell the smoke on his clothes.
We went out for an Indian last night, and I thought I would be fine. However I was so desperate for a ciggie at the end of the meal, and I feel that its shaken my confidence a bit because I was so in need of a ciggie. So when Dave went out and had one I could have cried .. this giving up smoking is so unbelievebly hard sometimes even on Champix. I'm now dreading all the Christmas Dinners that are coming in December