Hi. I'm B* and I haven't smoked a cigarette in a year. Hooray!
It's 6332 cigarettes I didn't smoke.
This morning it's the 270th day that I didn't cough my lungs out when I woke up.
I no longer suffer from a sore throat all the time.
I no longer have cold fingers and toes all the time.
I'm no longer as pale as a corpse.
I no longer smell like an ashtray.
Unfortunately, I've gained a few pounds. Okay, a lot. But I let the treadmill suffer for it. Eventually--I'm absolutely certain of it--I'll lose those extra pounds.
Unfortunately, my olfactory sense has returned to its full capacity. My BFF calls me "truffle pig". Another friend says she went through that when she was pregnant and she hated it. She admires me for enduring "stink" all the time.
2 comments:
I am so proud of you!!!!
Thank you!!!
Just yesterday I thought this anniversary is nothing special. But I've come to realize it is. There are many people out there who'd like to quit but can't. It doesn't seem fair it was so easy for me.
Belonging to the club of non-smokers now is definitely something I should celebrate, something I should be proud of! And I am.
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