It’s All About A Choice

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Good Morning, Everyone

I could not resist this cute photo today! It brings a smile and lightheartedness that I did not have when I was smoking! In eight days I will have two years smoke free! And I feel “truly free” because I have a choice every day now! I am smoke free and I intend to stay that way! One day at a time!

I read a post this morning from a newcomer here and it sounded very sad... “I hope I can do this...” Quitting smoking is a choice! I can choose to win. Or I can choose to “give” in... Each and every day we have a choice! And I choose to say “NO” to smoking today!

There is a very easy way to become a winner! Just do not beg, buy or borrow another cigarette and you will win! Drown any cigarettes you have! And move on! A craving only lasts about 10 minutes, at most, and do something else during that time! It will pass!

And the more you do that very same thing, each and every time you think about lighting up... You will become stronger! Each time we say no... we win! And we keep building upon those “No’s”!

It is all about choice! Let’s all have a great smoke free Tuesday, and keep our beautiful and precious quits, ok?

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I was 57 years old and smoking like a chimney in September 2003. I was also having medical problems and upon my doctor’s diagnosis, I knew I had to quit smoking. I was scheduled and admitted to the hospital in October 2003. I had a total hysterectomy and was recuperating, when a nurse found me upset in my room and she told me to try to calm down, and take a deep breath… I could not take a deep breath! In fact, I had to be put on oxygen immediately! I was terrified. A medical specialist was brought in, and that is when I learned I had COPD (Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease). My x-rays confirmed it, and the direct cause was smoking [since I was 15 years old]. I had double pneumonia as an infant, so my lungs were fragile, even when I was very young… I had to stay an extra week and they pumped steroids and antibiotics in my arm so I could breathe on my own, again. My nose got so sore with those oxygen cannulas in both nostrils. Hindsight is always 20/20. I should have never started smoking. However, peer pressure was awful when I was 15 years old. A few of my classmates dared me to light up and smoke one… I remember that first taste and how I coughed from the smoke. It was awful! But I wanted to “belong”, so I smoked until the addiction took hold of me! Back to the hospital room… I was terrified. I quit. I stayed that way for six whole months. My husband, Ed quit with me. We were doing great and then one day I said to him, “My life feels empty. Do you think we’ve got this quitting thing under control? Do you think we can have just a few a day? Before I could say another word, he was off in the car to buy some cigarettes… We both lit up when he returned, and I felt like my throat and lungs were on fire! I smashed it out and coughed! “I will never do that again!” But an addict’s lies are just that! Before long I was smoking over a pack a day again… The truth is that I had no idea how terrible the “addiction” to the drug Nicotine was. I smoked for another decade or two and each day I would tell myself that I would quit “tomorrow”. Don’t be as naïve’ as I was about this slowly killing addiction! Quit now! I would not be using two inhalers if I would have kept my quit way back then…

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