As of May 4th I've been smoke free for one year.
When I finally made the decision, I went to war.
Well, I went to Kaiser, although I'm told there are plenty of other programs
available.
Kaiser offered Chantix, which is cute, but I was very paranoid over the
reported medical and mental problems folks say they experienced. I got
something else instead, and though I can't seem to remember exactly what it
was, it had been in use for years to treat anxiety as well. I took them for
a handful of weeks, then stopped. They made me feel a little more mellow,
and slightly disrupted my sleep cycle.
Pills alone won't work, though, because you're fighting several addictions
at once when you quit smoking.
They offered smoking cessation classes. I took them. It sounds silly,
taking classes on how to not do something, but I'll be damned if I didn't
learn quite a bit from them. I learned that the familiar urge to smoke
typically goes away after five minutes or more, among other things. Who
can't suck it up for 5 minutes? I also used smoking as a tool to get a few
minutes of solitude when I felt crowded by people.
I had a few appointments with their smoking cessation specialist, who's a
real doctor. He answered my questions and informed me of various details
about patches and pills and whatnot.
I got patches and Nicorette. I never used the patches as I didn't think the
constant introduction of nicotine into my body was something I wanted or
needed, but I had them just in case. The gum, on the other hand, was very
helpful, and I still occasionally have a piece every couple weeks or so.
Mind that you don't chew it like regular gum, or you'll get sick. Follow
the directions! There are cheaper options than the brand name Nicorette.
They're about half the price, and they do work. They aren't quite as tasty
or smooth, however, so if you got the cash get the name brand stuff.
Oh, and Nicorette (and the fakorette varieties) come in different strengths.
I started with the 4mg (they go up to 6 I believe) and went straight to the
2 after. Looking back I would have started with the 2, just because it's
easier to 'upgrade' to 4 than cutting the gum in half, which is what I ended
up doing with the 4mg.
I set a quit day. There was supposed to be as little stress as possible
that week. Well, it just so happened to get unseasonably warm that day, and
my cat saw fit to die, so I smoked one cigarette just to try to get the
dead-cat-sitting-in-the-sun-all-day stink out of my nose. It didn't work,
but I did smoke once that day, and I don't do excuses, so I count my "quit
day" as the next day.
Finally, I saw a shrink. Lets get real here, smoking is basically an
extended form of suicide. We know it's killing us, so why are we punishing
ourselves? I can't say I solved all my problems with a few visits, but I
did become aware of them, and how to deal with them without smoking.
Shortly after quitting, I had my car detailed, and I paid a kid to go around
the house and pick up cigarette butts. I hosed off the ash from my smoking
areas, washed or dry cleaned all my clothes, shampooed my carpet, furniture,
and even my mattress, and had a cleaning lady come in and clean the house.
I didn't smoke in the house, and only very rarely smoked in the car, and
that was with the windows open. Still, smoke tends to waft inside, it gets
on your clothes, rubs off your hands and onto everything you
touch...basically it's like decontamination. If you smoked heavily in the
car, you may need a new one if you can't get the smell out. If you smoked
in the house, you want to clean the drapes and blinds, maybe paint, and have
a pro do your carpets. My father told me he would wake up smelling
cigarette smoke for months after he quit. I didn't, so I'm thinking that
had something to do with it.
When that smoker's urge came along, I would get up and go for a walk.
Sometimes I'd walk fast, or if I was at work, walk up and down the stairs.
The urge did indeed go away after a handful of minutes.
I also made a few changes to how I deal with people and work. It isn't just
stress I want to avoid, but stupid stuff as well. For instance, when 3
people come to me with 6 problems and start clucking all at once, I yell
STOP, tell them they're wonderful people, inform them I no longer do
multitasking, point to one and say "You're first." I try to do it in a
light hearted, funny way, because I need them as much as they need me. I
also don't put up with disrespect from those in my life. I don't care if
they're good, close friends, or even family, if they can't show me the very
basic level of respect, they don't get to be part of my life. That has,
sadly, resulted in some dear loved ones getting excommunicated. Tough shit.
I no longer allow anybody to threaten my peace of mind. When I feel I need
solitude, I simply step out for some "fresh air" or, if I'm with one of
those people who just don't 'get it', I tell them I have to blow some
horrendous farts.
It sounds like a lot. Hell, I probably left a couple things out. Still, I
smoked for 28 years, and up until the last day I enjoyed it. I didn't even
have health problems from it. The only external motivation I had for
quitting was my daughter, who was just about to turn 2. I didn't want her
associating me with cigarette smoke or smoking, and I'd kinda like to live
long enough to threaten her future boyfriends with physical violence. If,
however, I "quit smoking for her," I may have felt resentment towards her
whenever I had the urge to smoke. Not a good thing, because people can pick
up on that, especially children.
I quit for myself.
My main motivation to quit, however, was that the 'benefits' from smoking
had all but disappeared. I was still stressed, it's not sexy to smoke and I
was single, it cost money, I had to stop playing with my daughter to go
outside and smoke, I was constantly watching for dark spots on my teeth, and
so on. It had become a comforting habit, nothing more.
Ironically, when I did the balance sheet, one of the things that kept me
smoking was the "Screw you nosy people telling me it's bad for me, I'll do
what I want!" Yeah, that was really going through my head in my late 40's.
See why I saw a shrink?
So now, a year later, I have a few Nicorettes left. I have had one in two
or three weeks. I've had a lot of stress a lot of times, however I have
learned other ways of dealing with trying times. I gained about 30 pounds,
but I've lost 2/3 of that just by giving up sodas and fast junk food...and
by chasing a now 3 year old toddler around until She gets tired. I still
get the urge to smoke now and then, and I strangely miss that feeling of
having smoke in my lungs, but it's a lot more abstract...I can't imagine
myself having a cigarette. Or a cigar (got rid of those too...loopholes are
excuses). I frequently take long, slow, deep breaths and tell myself that's
just as good as smoking. I'm starting to believe it, even though I know
damn good and well it is entirely true.
Oddly, my stress levels have gone down. How? My life no longer revolves
around smoking. I didn't even realize that until I quit. I can't smoke
inside businesses, I can't smoke in my office or work vehicle, I don't smoke
around my daughter, in my car, or in my house, and even some cities and
parks have regulations on where you can smoke. As a smoker, I had to plan
my life around all that just to make sure I could smoke when I wanted to.
Am I far enough away from people and doorways? Can I keep an eye on my
daughter without her seeing me smoking? Can I go to the movies without
getting up half way through to smoke? Without realizing it, all that was
adding to my stress.
I didn't do some of the things they tell you to do when you quit. For
instance, I didn't stop drinking coffee in the mornings, I didn't avoid
people who smoked, and I certainly didn't replace smoking with vaping or
E-cigs, chewing on gum or a straw, or anything like that.
And so that is, hopefully, a fairly complete story on how I quit smoking. I
do hope it helps.
Good luck!
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before applying the laser would be my guess. Im open to all.....all
suggestions.