It's almost midnight here and that means I haven't smoked in ten days. But boy oh boy have I wanted to. I've wanted to go to the store for a pack. I've thought about asking a neighbor for one. I thought about bumming one from a stranger in a store parking lot. None of these have I done.
I don't know what's holding me back. I can't remember any other time when I have fought so hard for something. And it IS a raging battle. The lozenges are just a novelty now instead of a quick "fix." I'm buying jumbo bags of Dum Dum suckers and those help about as much. I feel like I'm still craving nicotine. I was hoping that part would be over by now.
I'm doing latch hook now more than crocheting. I briefly thought about learning to knit, but I think I'll stick with things I know for now. Besides.. who do I know who would be ecstatic about getting homemade knit gloves or mittens when nicer things can be bought at wholesale clothing places.
In other news I'm going through a new med change. Yippy Skippy.
What is something for which you have fought?