I haven't slipped up once. I'm very proud of myself. I'll take a puff on the electric cigarette here and there, but I find myself not even using it that much. I've had a couple cravings, but it wasn't this gnawing and overwhelming "I gotta have one NOW" thing. I've even been out for drinks with my friends (which absolutely killed me the last time I quit and was how I slipped up then) and been around smokers and smelled it. Neither of which made me want one. I just keep reminding myself, "you're a non-smoker now, you don't need that garbage that's too expensive and is going to kill you." I know some people use the pictures of the black lungs and everything as motivators, but I read this story about Sammy Davis Jr's cancer years ago and I
still remember it...it horrified me. It's my motivator:
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Later that month, Sammy’s health was deteriorating rapidly. He re-entered Cedars Sinai because the cancer had returned. On the 13th of March, Sammy was released, and went home to die. One report stated that Davis had dwindled to a mere 60 pounds, and was in the fetal position. Frank Sinatra visited him. According to the National Enquirer (and why would they make this up?), "A softball size tumor stuck out of Sammy’s neck, giving off a horrible odor. And the sight devastated Sinatra."
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Went out for dinner the other night for my birthday. When my food came, I automatically salted it, as I always do. Well now that my taste buds are growing back, I realized that my food was almost too salty! I was just so used to overcompensating for my dulled taste that I almost ruined my meal.
I'm very very surprised. If things are this easy already, I think I may have this thing beat!
