Thought I would say hello after finding this site. I took my last one on Friday June 1 just after 7 am. I had been a steady, strong chewer for almost 17 years. It was nothing I had planned for that day, I simply decided enough was enough and it being the first of the month was purely coincidental. The night before I even bought two fresh cans (those damn deals, ya know??!!). Right after I left the store, for some reason I had a strong sense of self loathing that I could not get out of my head. I threw one can out of the car window while driving home. Unopened, right into the bushes. By the time I got home, I decided I would quit forever. I went to bed, woke up the next morning, and had my last chew after my morning coffee and before brushing my teeth. The rest of the second, fresh, opened can went into the toilet. That was it. No ceremony. No plan. No substitutes. No patches. Done.
That's coming up on 14 days ago. The first few days were actually not that bad for me. I was drinking water and bought a huge bag of low salt seeds (I've always been a seeder, anyway) that kept all cravings at bay. Now, the only issues I'm experiencing are insomnia, some gas and bloating, and irritability. Another strange thing is my endurance, even though I am in reasonably good shape, seems a lot lower. Other than that, I still feel supremely confident in my choice and screw the tobacco companies!
