Well, I've made it to day 7. I can hardley believe it: a whole week smoke-free! My FIRST EVER week smoke-free!
I went Xmas shopping today. What a nightmare! I had to walk most the way home when I was finished -- the busses were packed! I was stressed big time. But, and here's the odd thing, I didn't want to smoke. That surprised me. Don't get me wrong: I did fancy the odd ciggy now and then, but I didn't crave one.
In fact, I'm started to like the new way in which my lungs have started to work (i.e. properly!) It's so strange being able to walk around without sounding like a traction-engine, and being able the lay on my back without whistling like a kettle! When I take a deep breath and blow out really hard, there's no sound at all! I used too much pepper on my dinner today, and it made me cough. But, instead of the great-big crackling and hacking cough I'm used to, out came a little girlie 'oh-deery-me' kinda cough! It was wierd. And it made me laugh!
I'm not naive enough to think that my lungs are making a super-fast recovery, but something's certainly happening. And they already FEEL a LOT better already.