18 November 2008

So I Slipped...

I know I'm overdue for a post - things have been quite busy with work lately and I'm actually kind of proud with how I've been handling the stress (i.e. not smoking cigarettes). I'm spending some of this time now looking up new posts on Failblog, and I'm now into my fourth week of using Chantix.

I slipped. Just a couple of times, but still. The first was after I had downed an entire bottle of wine at a friend's house (I went out and purchased a pack), the second, again after I had something to wet my whistle. So get this - I'm really serious about quitting this time, so I was a bit disappointed in myself and handed over the remaining 18 pack of cigarettes to a smoker friend without batting an eye. Not bad, huh?

More and more lately I can smell EVERYTHING and the scent on someone's clothes after they've had a smoke is overwhelming. I really didn't think it was that bad when I was at it. The good news is that with Thanksgiving around the corner, I'll be able to enjoy what I've been missing for so long.

And the nausea has subsided (a bit). I've learned to take the drug immediately after I've eaten, and I really haven't been having crazy dreams or night terrors or anything. Could be because I'm also taking antidepressants, but whatever it is, it's working.

Thanks to all of my cheerleaders! I'm doing pretty good and think that this time, it's going to stick.

06 November 2008

1 Week Down

I have to admit, it's not as difficult as I thought it would be.

I think Pfizer has figured out that if they make the cigarettes taste terrible and encourage you to keep smoking a week into the drug, that the memory of just how bad it was is enough to make one quit. That's been my experience so far. I managed to get through a whole week without a single drag, and have noticed a few additional things:

1) I now have a bionic sense of smell. Seriously. I think it's driving my husband kind of nuts, especially since he doesn't really know why "all of a sudden" I can smell everything and make that fact well known.

2) The nausea sucks. Especially at night. I have to make the change from taking the pill before I go to bed (with my other medications), to dinner time I think. Laying down and feeling like I'm going to ralph is really no fun at all.

3) So far, there have been no night terrors, and I'm kind of disappointed about that. I was hoping that like my pharmacist's mother (who also used Chantix), I'd have a big purple dinosaur chasing me through my neighborhood. Seriously, Barney is not scary.

So. 1 week down, 12 more to go.