Today I had a hospital treatment, then went through to Edinburgh, had a meal with the family, then went to see the play War Horse.
All day I've been badly wanting a cig. Mostly because of association. In the past when I came out of the hospital I would have had a smoke. During the drive through I would chain smoke, and even though I smoked in the car I would stop halfway to have a sitting still smoke. As soon as I got to Edinburgh I would smoke. Before a meal I would smoke. Between courses I would smoke. After the meal I would smoke. Before the theatre I would smoke 2, at the interval I would smoke, after the theatre I would smoke, all the way home I would smoke and before I came up to the flat I would smoke.
I'd love to say it was easy but I really missed each and every one. Especially when my brother in law was nipping out.
Still as hard as it was, I did it