Monday, May 11, 2009

Day 3 Cold Turkey Treatment

OMG I don't know how I survived my first day. It has only been today since I have had my head on straight enough to be able to concentrate on stringing together a few sentences in a coherent manner. The entire morning of my first day was such wild mood swings my hubby thought I was just going insane. I was anxious, and alternately swung from feeling impotent blind rage (which led to banging my head into walls like my toddlers) to soul-crushing depression, often within seconds of each other. It was simply horrible. If I had them, I certainly would have smoked them before I reached those levels of emotionalism. After working through that on Saturday morning, I have been much better. That is not to say it's been great, but after that roller coaster of emotions shrugging off the urge for a smoke is much easier than I thought. I have been chewing gum to the point my jaw muscles are getting really sore, and I have drank a lot more soda than I normally would. I think having been making rollies for the last six years has been a real help in quitting since I just do not go out and buy a pack of smokes. I had been hoping sleep would be a respite from my discomfort, but I have been sleeping very poorly. Saturday night I woke up every hour or so either too hot or too cold. Last night was a little better; I think I get stretches of an hour and a half of sleep in between my tossing and turning fits. Today is the third day, and from what I've been told is the last day of the really intense cravings as the nicotine runs out of my system. Right now my brain is fuzzy, my concentration is shot to hell and my garden is going to crap. This is really hard, but I think I'm doing pretty good. Day three, no smoking, and I'm hoping for a light at the end of the tunnel from this withdrawal misery.

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