I have been running around town all day telling anyone who asked, and some who did not, that I am 46 days smoke free. When I logged on here I see my count up clock actually says 47 days. Makes me feel proud of myself! And that I lost track of the days is huge to me. It means I am not so obsessed with it anymore.
I spent the day with my dad, who has Alzheimer's. He lit up twice in my car because he simply cannot remember not to. He was constantly holding out his smoke and asking if I wanted a puff. I would just say no thanks Dad. The same way I would say every few minutes, we're going to lunch Dad. I kept it simple.