Quitting Smoking

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Mr Salvo,

I smoked a pack a day. It actually gets better after the first week. One thing that helped me was I did it while off work for two weeks (had to burn some vacation). I am three days into the third week, and my second day back at work. It is kinda tough. The gum helps with the gumpy mood, and headache, but I really need to find something to do with my hands when I'm idle. That is when I miss it.

Hope this helps.
 
Jeff and I both smoke. Not in the vehicles, not in the house. We like out habit and enjoy a cig. Please, I wish you all the best in quitting, cause it aint the healthiest thing to do.

I aint quitting.

Steve
 
I love smoking, but the gastro doc says that I may be able to go off some meds I take if I quit. So, I quit.
 
When I was at the doctor a couple of weeks ago for a sinus problem (HELLO!!!) I asked her about quitting smoking and what her recommendations were. She believes it's a 'two-prong' approach. She said to get the niccotine replacement aid of my choice (patch, gum, cupcakes - I wish!) and then when I've chosen a stop-date to call her two weeks before that date and she'd write a script for Welbutrin to help take the anxiety down a notch. She said most stay on the drug for 3 months but it can be continued longer if needed.

This thread is very inspiring, thanks for starting it. Best of luck to those quitting and those who desire to quit.
 
Yay, Greg! As an ex-smoker, all I can say is this: Once you're past the worst of the cravings, you'll wonder why you EVER, EVER smoked to begin with. And the Wellbutrin's probably a good idea. See my 2 by 4 advice in an above post.
 
RJ just got back from a birthday party for some relative or other. I'm sitting here at the computer, he walks up behind me, and reeks of smoke. eewwwwww. I shooed him away, said go stand in the yard, I'll spray ya down with a hose.
 
I would not say that.

It's a learning thing. You have to learn what are your vulnerabilities in order to avoid them.

I have a piece of 4x4 in the garage, I'll send it right over. ;-)
 
A True Story:
Glen, I think you will appreciate this as we are in the same business.
Ok, well at 11:59 this evening I out standing outside the front doors of my theatre getting ready to call it a night
smoking my last cigarette in the company of an usher, security
guard, and one my assistants. Just as I was about to take the final drag we hear a huge crash in the lobby, 3 punk kids of about 12-13 years old runs out of the theatre. My usher runs in and checks the poster cases and there is glass everywhere, all over the floor, on the rails, everywhere...and blood too.
The cop runs after them as they are getting into their car, he stops them and asks to see their hands. Well, lo and behold, one is a bloody mess. I am quickly roping off the area as I had other shows getting out, so that other passerbys don't cut themselves....those who are wearing sandals. The cop comes in with the punk, all dressed in red (Hmmmm!) and asks, "Well, Barry what do you want to do?" "We can start with spade and neutering. After that lets prosecute to the fullest extent of the law and he is never welcomed back EVER." So the cop calls it in to the station and half of the police force shows up at my theatre...with EMS to attend the punk who is bleeding all over my lobby. The cop says to the kid, "Stand in one place you're getting it all over everwhere." I am secretely hoping they will amputate his hand at this point. EMS, lights blaring and all, & juvenile detention officers are now on hand too. The only thing missing at this point is the fire department. My asst. and I are trying to get the rest of the broken glass out of the smashed poster case and what didn't end up on the floor comes crashing down on my assistant, luckily he was not harmed. So they take the punk into the restroom to clean him up, I don't even want to walk there thinking half of the restroom is now red. Juvenile officer then informs me of all the procedures to follow, "ok but can you spade and neuter all of them too." Tomorrow I have to get the glass company out to replace. Oh yeah, we also stopped a car jacking in the parking lot earlier this evening. A tow truck was highly suspected!!
A tow truck!!
I never got a chance to take a final drag off my cigarette...but that's ok. And on this note, I quit.
Have the patches now so that should help. I'll definitely remember my last smoke.
 
mrsalvo-- You post a most dramatic and interesting story and all I can think is "Wow, can you imagine being able to wear sandals in January?"

Best of luck with "The Quitting: Part Two" (now there's a movie poster for you!)
 
Oh, sandals are no big deal. We have a well-known fellow in town, farmer, father, wife is a businesswoman. He's often seen around town barefoot. I ran across him several years ago at the county services office fetching his car license or paying taxes or some such. Cold, raining. Barefoot.

Neutering is TOO GOOD for 'em! Let 'em bleed to death hiding back of the building. Ha!

Nothing quite that dramatic has happened here .... yet. The most memorable event was a tornado passing down the road in front, with IDIOT customers trying to get out to their cars while pieces of the greenhouses at the nursery next door were blowing past, and me trying to keep them inside. There have been a couple customers faint. An elderly woman stumbled with her walking cane, had a minor bump on the head. A really mentally deranged fellow from a nearby town has been coming here for YEARS (claims he is banned from theaters in Victoria). He's epileptic, not uncommon that he runs to the restroom when a spell comes on. Several times customers have come out frantic, there's a man having a heart attack in the mens' room! Uhhhh, no, that's just Roy Dale. He seems to like fire but never has done any damage. Claims he has injected himself with diesel, among other things. There have been some vehicle burglaries and vandalism. I think I've mentioned previously that over the years my cars have been shot, dented, peed on, tire slashed, and in one case the front, rear, both passenger-side windows and the radio smashed (the perps couldn't get the radio out so they smashed it). All in a day's work.
 
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