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Community => Introductions => Topic started by: P35 on March 20, 2008, 08:15:00 AM
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
When you get the good news this morning that it's not precancerous blablabla, make sure you follow through with this decision. The nic bitch will likely try to lay some crap like "see it's nothing, let's have a dip to celebrate." Don't give in to it. Don't throw away 1 week, 7 days, or 168 hours of quitting! Post roll everyday and keep your word.
Welcome to the site and good luck at the doc's this morning. Let us know how you make out.
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No doubt. I'll get right back to yall. I've already thought about that a lot. After my initial panick, I've kind of thought it will all be OK, not cancerous. A week off snuff and my lips, teeth, gums, etc look incredibly good.
I have no idea how long it takes to get an answer, but I'll get back keep yall informed. And yes, if I get good news, there's no way I'm trashing this last week of pure hell to go back to eating that dog crap.
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No doubt. I'll get right back to yall. I've already thought about that a lot. After my initial panick, I've kind of thought it will all be OK, not cancerous. A week off snuff and my lips, teeth, gums, etc look incredibly good.
I have no idea how long it takes to get an answer, but I'll get back keep yall informed. And yes, if I get good news, there's no way I'm trashing this last week of pure hell to go back to eating that dog crap.
Hang tuff P35 and keep us undated, Your on your way now keep fighting the good fight. To Stay QUIT!
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"precancerous blablabla..."
Similar story for me... but they didnt believe a biopsy was needed yet for me. Although my dentist was sending photos of my mouth to someone for a second opinion.
It took a day or two for me to get past the anger and face the facts of what I needed to do. So, here I am one week later... and at Day 2 of my quit.
You know what you need to do... so hang in there and do it.
My prayers will be with you in hopes all will turn out good.
:)
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Yea. I was really pissed too. I was mad that I put myself in this position. I was mad at the dentist for doing his job. I was just really mad. That was a long, terrible week. The whole week I thought I was doomed, I quit snuff immediately, the whole week was one big ugly blur.
I would really rather never go thru week one again. I think I'll just stay quit.
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Yea. I was really pissed too. I was mad that I put myself in this position. I was mad at the dentist for doing his job. I was just really mad. That was a long, terrible week. The whole week I thought I was doomed, I quit snuff immediately, the whole week was one big ugly blur.
I would really rather never go thru week one again. I think I'll just stay quit.
"I think I'll just stay quit"
Good Idea. You have been through the worst part, have come out of the fog and now looks like your starting to think straight. Well done. Keep it up..
One day at a time. You can do anything for just one day. Before you know it, things will be so much better.
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They just called and the biopsy came back negative, so no cancer.
Nothing changes. Day 16 is underway. I'm thankful for the good results I don't want to screw up this chance I've been given.
Thanks for your support lets kick the nic.
As always, I think I'll just stay quit.
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That is great news P35!
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They just called and the biopsy came back negative, so no cancer.
Nothing changes. Day 16 is underway. I'm thankful for the good results I don't want to screw up this chance I've been given.
Thanks for your support lets kick the nic.
As always, I think I'll just stay quit.
congrats, man...awesome news!!!
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Excellent news for today. One day at a time brother. We're doing this together. I am very happy for you. Good news is good news and worth celebrating.....let's have a beer sometime.
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Thanks for all the support. Let's keep up the good work.
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They just called and the biopsy came back negative, so no cancer.
Nothing changes. Day 16 is underway. I'm thankful for the good results I don't want to screw up this chance I've been given.
Thanks for your support lets kick the nic.
As always, I think I'll just stay quit.
Great news man... great !
:)
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good news on the test results! happy to hear that. that was and still is my biggest fear...am i going to wake up with a sore in my mouth. the last few weeks before my quit i literally had nightmares where i would wake up in a sweat that i had only a few months to live due to dip. i sleep better now but still have concerns.
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Good news, man. Same thing happened to me causing my '94 quit attempt. Had a lipseal that freaked me out and had to have a biopsy done. I quit for 4 months that time. The point is, DO NOT LET YOUR RELIEF LULL YOU INTO COMPLACENCY, THE BITCH WILL TRY TO RETURN.
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Day 96, things are a whole lot brighter. I stopped by to reread some of this. Yall were a big help in a very tough time.
Thanks quit bros. Let's stay quit.
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Day 96, things are a whole lot brighter. I stopped by to reread some of this. Yall were a big help in a very tough time.
Thanks quit bros. Let's stay quit.
How's that speech coming?
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Day 96, things are a whole lot brighter. I stopped by to reread some of this. Yall were a big help in a very tough time.Â
Thanks quit bros. Let's stay quit.
How's that speech coming?
I know...I'm feeling the pressure.
Haven't even started, work has SUCKED lately. Shipped our youngest son to college. We finished moving ourselves to San Antonio yesterday.
Now to write a speech. Fortunately, it's a speech related to kicking Copenhagen's ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so I really don't mind 'Sno'
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
March 13, 2008 at 9:26 am, I spit Copenhagen out of my mouth for the last time.
That was ONE HUNDRED DAYS AGO.
Thanks to the help of my brothers and sisters here, I never have to put that crap in my mouth again.
Thank each one of you who came up big when I needed you and told me I could do it when I wasn't at all sure. You are my friends for life.
Thanks for showing me there's life after dip. I no longer drag the ball chain with me everywhere I go. Freedom is a very good thing.
Thanks.
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
March 13, 2008 at 9:26 am, I spit Copenhagen out of my mouth for the last time.
That was ONE HUNDRED DAYS AGO.
Thanks to the help of my brothers and sisters here, I never have to put that crap in my mouth again.
Thank each one of you who came up big when I needed you and told me I could do it when I wasn't at all sure. You are my friends for life.
Thanks for showing me there's life after dip. I no longer drag the ball chain with me everywhere I go. Freedom is a very good thing.
Thanks.
atta baby!!!
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
March 13, 2008 at 9:26 am, I spit Copenhagen out of my mouth for the last time.
That was ONE HUNDRED DAYS AGO.
Thanks to the help of my brothers and sisters here, I never have to put that crap in my mouth again.
Thank each one of you who came up big when I needed you and told me I could do it when I wasn't at all sure. You are my friends for life.
Thanks for showing me there's life after dip. I no longer drag the ball chain with me everywhere I go. Freedom is a very good thing.
Thanks.
atta baby!!!
Thanks for showing us that it can be done! Congrats P35!
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
March 13, 2008 at 9:26 am, I spit Copenhagen out of my mouth for the last time.
That was ONE HUNDRED DAYS AGO.
Thanks to the help of my brothers and sisters here, I never have to put that crap in my mouth again.
Thank each one of you who came up big when I needed you and told me I could do it when I wasn't at all sure. You are my friends for life.
Thanks for showing me there's life after dip. I no longer drag the ball chain with me everywhere I go. Freedom is a very good thing.
Thanks.
atta baby!!!
Thanks for showing us that it can be done! Congrats P35!
Way to go P35!
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
March 13, 2008 at 9:26 am, I spit Copenhagen out of my mouth for the last time.
That was ONE HUNDRED DAYS AGO.
Thanks to the help of my brothers and sisters here, I never have to put that crap in my mouth again.
Thank each one of you who came up big when I needed you and told me I could do it when I wasn't at all sure. You are my friends for life.
Thanks for showing me there's life after dip. I no longer drag the ball chain with me everywhere I go. Freedom is a very good thing.
Thanks.
atta baby!!!
Thanks for showing us that it can be done! Congrats P35!
Way to go P35!
Most Excellent....Wahooo!!!!
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Thanks for all your help. Let's keep kickin it's butt help rescue some others!!
'Remshot'
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I'm 46 and have dipped Copencrapin since I was 18. For most of that time, it was a can a day. The last year, it has gradually gone up to 2 cans a day. That's because I could buy the two packs cheaper than 2 individual cans. I knew if I wasn't careful, I'd end up going thru both cans in a single day...and that's where I ended up.
Well my wife finally cornered me made me go to the dentist last week on 3/13/08. The ONLY good thing about it was that the dentist was right across the street, which meant I didnt' have to spit my snuff out until right before, then I could brush my teeth run over there.
When I finally got back there, he looked at my mouth said he's sending me to the periodontist for a biopsy of the "precancerous blablabla..." I really heard nothing else he said. My whole body was numb and I was sick to my core. A sickness I can't even describe...the worst you can imagine. I completely flipped out. No sleep, no eating, nothing. Sweaty panick, thoughts running completely crazy.
Luckily, I went to church last Sunday that helped reel my runaway emotions back in.
Of course, I haven't touched any tobacco since before that dentist visit. I'm headed to the periodontist in a couple of hours. Today 03/20/08 is day 8 of my quit. Man I don't want to go do this doctor appointment!
March 13, 2008 at 9:26 am, I spit Copenhagen out of my mouth for the last time.
That was ONE HUNDRED DAYS AGO.
Thanks to the help of my brothers and sisters here, I never have to put that crap in my mouth again.
Thank each one of you who came up big when I needed you and told me I could do it when I wasn't at all sure. You are my friends for life.
Thanks for showing me there's life after dip. I no longer drag the ball chain with me everywhere I go. Freedom is a very good thing.
Thanks.
atta baby!!!
Thanks for showing us that it can be done! Congrats P35!
Way to go P35!
Most Excellent....Wahooo!!!!
Just for fun, I went back reread some of this. Just wanted to thank all you guys for your help 916 days ago. Thanks thanks for this site. Let's all stay quit.
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Thanks for drawing attention to your intro, P35. I probably wouldn't have seen it otherwise. Glad you are healthy and things are going well. I'm sure most of us have felt scared of cancer at some point or another and to read your story feels good. Thanks again.
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I have to agree with BlahBlah, it is great to see the stories from the long timers here. Is there a place where these stories can be found?
I cant wait for my 916th day of being Nic Free. Thanks for the inspiration to make 31 days tomorrow.