I picked a helluva time to quit smoking, didn't I?
I've smoked for 30 years now. I started while working an all-night shift in a nursing home at just 17. Everyone on the night shift smoked, they told me. It passed the time between bed checks and cleaning. There was a dreadful amount of time back then, too. Everyone was asleep when we came on shift at 11, and we didn't start getting them up until 4:30, so there was very little for us to do but go in and check every resident to make sure they were comfortable and dry. My cousin got me the job, and started on Virginia Slims, menthol. Thanks, Rhonda. Thanks a lot.
Now I'm 50, and after quitting with each pregnancy with no trouble again, and then starting back up once the baby was weaned, I am finding myself really making an effort to quit. Oh, I've tried before, as the youngest told me just on Monday, "You always quit, Mom. Just like you always start again. I'm tired of hoping."
Thump. Yeah, that one stung. Not bee stung, sting ray stung. Jellyfish colony stung. Allergic to them, hornet's nest after you stung.
She is right. I always quit. Mostly because it is absolutely more money than I can spend. But also because I'm getting old, and my health is beginning to tell me I've been a fucking moron all my life and to cut it out. Also, the smell is disgusting, I have to go outside to do it and it's winter and I have fibromyalgia; my body hates winter even more than my brain hates being nicotine deprived.
I've quit on Chantix, only to be foiled by my two smoker daughters coming home for the holidays 3 days after the Chantix supply was over. I've quit cold turkey during pregnancy, only to be foiled by a smoker husband who sure wasn't going to curb his habit just because his wife and children wanted him to do so. I think the only thing I haven't quit on yet is the nicotine patch, and quitting. I'm on the patch now, and so far, so good. Knock wood. Five days now and any time I have a flash of wanting to go grab a pack, I just find something for my hands to do, or search Netflix for a new series to binge watch.
I am a bit fearful of the week of the hearing. That's going to be Hell Week. Stressed out daughters. Stressed out Mum. I've already told smoker daughter (one of the Dramas, I found a way to not hurt her feelings!) she can't come with us because I can't be around it. Unless the family holds a meeting and votes to let me smoke for the day before and day of - and that will never happen. So I'm safe.
I'm using the threefold method to keep me on track: my patch, youngest's disdain for her quitting-at-quitting Mum, and my cheerleader, the eldest. Who doesn't succeed with detractors who love you, supporters who are beaming with pride, and a nice steady supply of the drug you are trying to kick?
Suggestions for distractions and supportive comments would be most appreciated. This ain't as easy as I make it sound, y'all.
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