I didn't think I would quit, ever. I didn't want to think of dragging around an oxygen tank. My kids nagged me for years and I still smoked. I had no desire to quit. I finally prayed for the desire, even though I'm not a religious person. Two weeks later, I bought a box of lozenges and began my quit spur-of-the-moment. I was scared to death. It was one of the best decisions I ever made. I feel better physically, I don't stink, and I feel better about myself and my accomplishment to quit. I want to share with as many people as I can how great it feels in hopes they'll get that freedom too. I'm grateful every day that I don't have to drag around a oxygen tank!!
