April 1st, the day of sunshine and flowers, birds chirping and fresh spring air. Or so I thought when I chose this day as my quit date. That and it was sucessful before, when I quit smoking for 1 year and 2 months only to ruin a perfectly good quit. It ended up being 30 degrees and snowing... But I can do it again, and no better day to tell everyone you quit smoking than april fools day!
It began last night, as the realization that today would arrive truley sank it. I tricked my mind into allowing myself to stay awake until 6am. Why? Because today didn't actually start until I fell asleep, so I could smoke longer if I stayed awake. Oh the things we make ourselves believe. I woke up at noon, thanks to a wonderful prank by my husband. Than I decided it was best to have my morning coffee/cigerette routine and than quit. I've made that approach before and it seemed to make the first few days simplier and besides, I was still quitting on April 1st, as long as I quit sometime today. I dragged out the morning routine worse than my children dilly dally with their bedtime routines. I began telling myself that April 1st wasn't that important of a date, I can just wait a few days, run out of cigerettes and than call it quits. Maybe I didn't have to really go through with all this right now. Yeah, my prepartion wasn't the greatest. Than the UPS man arrived, he wasn't expected until tomorrow, delivering the nicotene patches I as awaiting. Yep, I guess the universe was telling me today was the day. So at 2pm, I stubbed out my last cigerette....
So far so good. I slapped on a nicotene patch. I ate some dum-dum lollipops, I pulled up this awesome app on my phone from cessation nation that shows the percentage rates that my body is healing itself, I played with my kids. I was showing my nicotene patch off to my husband, it's one of the clear ones, they're pretty cool. 😃 He's like, so your gonna try to quit huh? And I told him no, I am quitting. So he made me some bets, if I do quit he'll start working out with me, win/win! If I don't, I have to do an extremely undesireable task that is better left between us. So we shook hands, it's a deal. The day as been good. I like the little messages on my board, they text to my phone, and even when I'm nowhere near my computer I get a jolt of motivation. It's nice 😃 Dinner time was a little rough, well when the meal was done. But I grabbed my laptop instead of a cigerette and here I sit. I'm gonna make this quit stick. And it's awesome to have a whole community of people that really get it to have my back!
And a double bonus, 3 weeks ago my mom saw a lung specialist and was told her lungs are 85 years old, the rest of my mom is only 52... Today my mom is on day 20 of her quit!
