Intro: 14 days late

[klark]

I did not think my brothers of Jan 2010 needed me to fill up our forum with this so I thought I would come back here which this may be a good place. I lost a friend today, 40 year old mother of 2 after a 8 year fight with ovarian cancer. Background: I coach 7th grade basketball and her son was on my team last year. She was diagnosed at 32 with Stage IIIC ovarion cancer, underwent an emergency hystorectoomy and fought for the last 8 years to survive. I consider it an honor to have known this woman and her family, her spirit to fight this was amazing. At this point you are probably wondering what ion the hell this has to do with dipping? Let me tell you what I think.

I posted roll for day 48 this morning. In my roll I said I lost a friend this morning, nothing more. I got lots of support and reminder not to dip. I will tell you this, stopping to get a can never crossed my mind. It won't make this feel any easier, she will still be gone. Her kids will still not have their mother and her husband without his wife, my dipping isn't going to change that. The more I thought about it, let's really think about what it would have done: It would given me a better chance of getting cancer. Here is a woman who never asked for this horrid disease and yet I spent 23 shoving my pie hole with something that could give it to me, and I am doing this voluntarily. WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING?

If you are having a bad day or thinking about quitting but think it might be too hard, well guess what, putting that dip in your mouth did not alter ANY OF IT.

To the everyday roll posters of January 2010 and all the people who have voiced support for me whom you have never met, THANK YOU!!!!

[RAZD611]

I am now 14 days into my quit and figured I had better do an introduction before I get called out. I was a dipper for 23 years, started out just when I was playing baseball. It had slowly crept into different parts of my life until it was a part of just about everything. Other than my wife and close friends, not many new I was a dipper. I did whatever I had to to be sure I had something to spit in no matter where I was. About two months ago I had lost a tooth from a very old root canal. I had stopped going to the dentist a few years ago because I got really tired of being belittled and being told how bad my habit was. I went to see a dentist who I knew and told him the story. He did not judge but did offer help if I wanted it. I went to the Oral Surgeon who assumed I smoked because the form I filled out asked about tobacco use. He told me I could not use for a week after surgery. I decided that if I was going to quit this was my quit, not someone else's. Why quit for a week when you can quit forever.

I spent my final day as a dipper removing everything from the house that would encourage me to dip. My last two weeks have been just wonderful, days filled with naseau, dizzyness, and that over riding feeling of choking the fuck out someone. On day 7 I was on the live chat board because of a particularly bad day while enjoying the quote from my wife, "it;s been a week, it should be out of your system." Being a man I knew the right thing to do was not punch her in the mouth but just go walk outside.

I am on day 14, my mouth is clean of sores, rawness, and feels good. I have removed cans and cups from my office and replaced them with strwas to chew on. My quit is only successful because I want to and I know if I don't check in the verbal beratting I will get will be awful.

Thanks to my new brothers for helping me with my quit. My next long post will be 86 days from now.

Be glad you walked outside. As long as you staty quit - You can come rage on me any time she pisses you off.

PS: Just a little more reason to stay quit:

Be glad thats all the dental work you needed. That is nothing!

[klark]

I am now 14 days into my quit and figured I had better do an introduction before I get called out. I was a dipper for 23 years, started out just when I was playing baseball. It had slowly crept into different parts of my life until it was a part of just about everything. Other than my wife and close friends, not many new I was a dipper. I did whatever I had to to be sure I had something to spit in no matter where I was. About two months ago I had lost a tooth from a very old root canal. I had stopped going to the dentist a few years ago because I got really tired of being belittled and being told how bad my habit was. I went to see a dentist who I knew and told him the story. He did not judge but did offer help if I wanted it. I went to the Oral Surgeon who assumed I smoked because the form I filled out asked about tobacco use. He told me I could not use for a week after surgery. I decided that if I was going to quit this was my quit, not someone else's. Why quit for a week when you can quit forever.

I spent my final day as a dipper removing everything from the house that would encourage me to dip. My last two weeks have been just wonderful, days filled with naseau, dizzyness, and that over riding feeling of choking the fuck out someone. On day 7 I was on the live chat board because of a particularly bad day while enjoying the quote from my wife, "it;s been a week, it should be out of your system." Being a man I knew the right thing to do was not punch her in the mouth but just go walk outside.

I am on day 14, my mouth is clean of sores, rawness, and feels good. I have removed cans and cups from my office and replaced them with strwas to chew on. My quit is only successful because I want to and I know if I don't check in the verbal beratting I will get will be awful.

Thanks to my new brothers for helping me with my quit. My next long post will be 86 days from now.