So I'm working on Day 23 right now. Had a dental appointment and that went real smooth, the lady who has cleaned my teeth the last few times asked how often I floss (I'm a big time flosser). Apparently they can tell when you floss. She also busted my balls last year at this time for High Blood Pressure, went to doctor and BAM on that shit since August. Man that stuff really make you thirsty. Just and FYI there is a diuretic in the med, really kicks your ass when you're drinking beer (that's two diuretics when your drinking, if you didn't know alcohol is a diuretic)... You're pissing like a MF!
I think I went off a little hard on some dude in the April Quit group today, kind of feel bad about it, but then again no.
Feeling pretty good about not dipping for the last three weeks. Not quite a note worthy benchmark, but I'm pretty happy about it.
I'm having a real hard time sleeping. Real hard time. Not like I'm laying there thinking about a dip, just laying there thinking WTF! Why can't I sleep. So tomorrow I'm going to cut out caffeine, well maybe lets not get crazy about all this quitting stuff. Might need to test the waters on that, might start listening to the voices if I quit that too. Just cut down to no more past 10:00am, not sure about what time zone yet.
Overall I have a slight jittery feeling, that I know a dip will cure in a heartbeat. I'm not even contemplating that, just archiving the feeling. Just a yearning, beckoning in the background throughout the day. Really makes you wonder what kind of shit the chemist at big tobacco put in those cans.
"As far as solvents, I prefer BreakFree CLP. It's always done me good."
Sam, I haven't used that stuff since Nov 3rd 1989 ;-)