I can't remember when I became a full time smoker. I know it was at least 38 years ago because I remember smoking at a Led Zeppelin concert in April 1970.
I never really tried to quit. There was once in college when I tried the "taper off" nonsense that never works. I tried a time or two in the 80s,
never lasting a day. At age 54, I'd resigned myself to smoking until it killed me.
And, so it was when I lit a cigarette just after midnight on February 11th, 2008.�Sure, I had a flu bug, but lord knows I'd smoked through plenty of those.
In fact, I had just gotten back from a midnight run to the store to buy a couple packs. We were expecting snow the next day and I didn't want to run out.
I'd never run out. No smoker ever runs out.
I lit the cigarette, took one puff, felt it burn my raw throat and decided that it was too revolting even for this 38 year smoker. So I tamped it out and put
it back in the pack. "I'll smoke it tomorrow", I thought.
The next day, I spent curled up in bed, knocked out by the flu. Fever. Coughing. Too sick to eat or smoke. So, through no choice of my own, I went 24 hours
without nicotine for the first time since Richard Nixon was President. The next day, I wondered if I could go for two days. I could.� Finally, after two days,
I had a decision to make. Even a lunkhead like me could see a golden opportunity to do something I had only dreamed. Become an ex-smoker. After two days
without nicotine, I knew in my soul I could do it if I wanted it bad enough. So I took those two full packs, one with a slightly shorter unsmoked butt -- my
last cigarette -- and threw them in the trash. I found a website, www.whyquit.com
that gave me the understanding of nic addiction to stay strong. I've never looked back.
And, that's how I went from lighting a cigarette without a thought of ever quitting to becoming an ex-smoker one puff later. So much for planning my quit.
In my case, it was literally never take another puff!
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