Hello, you lot. I'm new. It's day four for me, and this is my umpteenth attempt at giving up smoking.
I quit on Monday, somewhere in the afternoon as my daughter was admitted to hospital the night before with an acute asthma attack. I had no idea she was even asthmatic as she's always been so healthy. So, that's two kids with weak chests - as well as having one myself - and I guess something just snapped. I just put my packet of fags in the bin, popped some gum in my mouth and went back to the children's ward. I said nothing to anyone until yesterday, when I was forced to because I developed a very, *very* nasty respiratory tract infection and got a telling off from the doc when I said I smoked. When I admitted that I hadn't touched one since Monday, he advised me to use this time as a springboard towards never touching them again. Here's hoping!
I'm also juggling weight loss, binge control and not biting my nails anymore, lol, so it's safe to say my head is quite mangled right now. But I'm surviving; better than surviving. I feel great, proud of myself, but also terrified of letting myself down (again) and worse still, everyone around me.
I've done quitting before - I've done the patches, I've done Champix (I won't even get started on that episode, bad bad news), I've done the inhalator and I've done cold turkey after discovering I was pregnant (both times, full 9 months, first drink post-pregnancy = puff puff puffin' away).
It's useful reading through everyone else's posts. I'm gonna go now and keep reading them, it's good ammunition for when the nasty cravings kick in later