Day 7
This is the promised weekly update. It’s now been seven days, and the fact is that, with the miracle drug, I have to be reminded that I am in the middle of quitting. Withdrawals are minimal, cravings are nil. I had a couple of rough spots here and there, but nothing like the first quit, which was cold turkey.
I had the dream a couple of times early on - the one where you light up for one reason or another and then drown in guilt.
I’ve had oodles of extra energy, but no particular difficulty finding ways to apply it.
The toothache has mostly subsided. I have some antibiotics & I think that will get me through until I can get it taken care of.
What else is there to say? Until next check-in.
I wondered if you had made it through your wonderful weekend with a cigarette but I was afraid to ask.
Good job.