Actually it is Plus one and a bit.
Saturday was a bad day. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday I had managed to delay my first ciggie until after lunch, the idea being that if I delayed it a little every day I would end up living in a smokeless zone by week two.
But Saturday was a bad day and I fell right off the wagon. By the end of what was a stressful day I felt thoroughly ashamed and not a little nauseous.
Sunday: Today I became a non-smoker. It wasn't too hard because I had chest pains, nausea and a mouth like an ashtray. Sunday was Day One.
Monday: Today was a strange day; I thought about having a cigarette constantly, but now have the mind-set of a non-smoker [I shall be berating smokers next] and quickly found something else to do. This afternoon I fell asleep on the couch for 1:1/2 hours...so tired...bed at 9;30pm.
Tuesday: I can't imagine that I will give in now...and return to Day one: minus. I can only think that the reason I feel so sleepy is because I have not slept properly for a long time. My lungs no longer ache and coughing stopped. Fingers crossed. Actually feeling very proud of myself. Was it too easy? Will I not receive the kudos I deserve.?
Thanks to you all who wrote to encourage me...I would have felt a right Wally had I let you and myself down.