Actually, the only drug that has potentially fatal withdrawal symptoms is alcohol. Heroin and meth's withdrawls will make you extremely sick, but won't kill.
Yeah, when I quit drinking, they put me on some drug similar to Valium (Lithium maybe?) in rehab, to ease off the shakes and withdrawal symptoms I was having (oh, and so I wouldn't die!). I'm proud to admit that I'm a recovering alcoholic of almost 4 years--I never understood the "anonymous" part
Fast forward a few years (last August), I finally quit smoking. I was one of those people that started smoking at a later age (24) and could kick myself for ever starting.
Keep at it man, once you get a few months into it, you'll never (ever) look back, and the cravings will literally vanish (unlike alcohol!).
I was around that same age (24/25) when I started smoking. I'm glad I didn't start earlier, 'cuz it's just been a few years and I know how I've felt with smoking now... I can't imagine what it'd be like if I'd started at like 15.
So, alright. Approaching 36 hours of no cigarettes! At the moment I'm not feeling so fuzzy headed, and that tense feeling in my body isn't quite as bad. But the BIG test is still ahead-three and a half hours 'til WORK, where everybody smokes and everything sucks. I just need to keep myself from giving in to having "just this one" and I'll be okay.
I've been smoking since 1994, so half my life.. I want to quit, but I don't know it I want to quit enough.
Don't say that on this thread. Miss Clawful's mom is gonna yell at you.
My decission came because it costs about $9 a pack here now, and I've been smoking more and more recently, and my lungs would hurt, and I can't lay on my back at night because it makes me caugh, and I'm just thinking... I'm paying this much money to feel this way?
BTW, the way I quit was using the patch. Just get the cheap-o Wal-mart brand ones (Equate) and slap one on every morning for 8 weeks. If you follow the instructions precisely, it'll work (ie, wean yourself off them, and don't skip any). Worked like a charm for me, but there were tough spots that you still have to fight through.
I've heard the best way to quit is to get randomly fed up and just quit on the spot. I guess because it doesn't give you a chance to freak yourself out and change your mind. I've also heard that quitting right before you go to bed helps too, because then you get eight or so hours between you and your last cigarette without having to be awake for it.
BTW, the way I quit was using the patch. Just get the cheap-o Wal-mart brand ones (Equate) and slap one on every morning for 8 weeks. If you follow the instructions precisely, it'll work (ie, wean yourself off them, and don't skip any). Worked like a charm for me, but there were tough spots that you still have to fight through.
I've heard it only takes like 48 hours to get all the nicotine out of your system if you go cold turkey, and after that, it's all mental. So I'm trying to soldier through right now... I guess that's what my grandfather and father did.
And yeah, the prices are RIDICULOUS now. When I stated smoking it was only $6.30 for a pack. And that was just a few years ago!
Marlboro's were 1.35 a pack when I started smoking in high school, I remember because my lunch money would buy a pack of smokes..
Now they are 4.50 a pack..
I wish I could use the patch Dain, but it gives me a rash, that medicine they used to give people gave me mood swings, and the new Chantix or whatever it is, is too expensive and not covered on my insurance..
I'm either going to quit cold turkey or use the new Camel SNUS stuff, spitless dip basically.
man.. this thread makes me think that every ager smokes or use to smoke i feel alone.
You're doing good on your quest though buddy!
And Dain, it probably wasn't Lithium for the alcohol withdrawal. That's a mood stabilizer for stuff like bipolar. It was probably a benzodiazapine like Diazepam (Valium).
Oh come on Mr. Monkey, my mom wouldn't yell at anyone, or at least you wouldn't know it through text.
I remember how my mom used to scrounge around for money just to by a pack of cigarettes, and many times this was more important than us having a loaf of bread in the house, seriously, when she was out of smokes and had a few bucks, but perhaps we needed a little bit of food too, smokes took priority over the food, but usually she just borrowed the money from someone at work and then paid them back the next week, that was pretty much the case most every week or two for quite some years.
My mom got into smoking through an old boyfriend years ago, all the people she was around smoked, guess she picked one up, tried it out, was hooked on it thereafter for many years. Plus it was at a really tough time in her life then. Sure things get rough now, but I think she handles it all pretty well, and she don't turn to a cigarette whenever she gets frustrated or upset, instead just deals with the problem. She don't think so, but my mom kicks ass.
oh dear lord. I just started to smoke again, I am in Korea and it's very commonplace, and so damn cheap, just about $2 for a pack, and you can do it in just about any restaurant or bar! It's not at all what it's like back home for me in Chicago. I'm gonna try to make it a weekend thing only now.
Well I am so proud of you for not smoking all those hours, keep up the good work. Don't give in and don't let it beat you. You are much stronger then those stinky cigs and the money you can save and spend on something more useful like an exercise bike like you said because you have bad knees. I have bad ankles must have sprained them both at least 3 time or more. One so bad I had to had a cast put on but that was years ago when I was running around chasing three little ones including Meg. lol Things will get much better for you, I know so just think about when you can wake up and think of something other then cigs. Like a nice looking girl or just knowing you may live a little longer then if you kept on smoking that is how I got through it. Just knowing I was doing something good for me. It wasn't about anyone else, it didn't help that I had a boyfriend at the time that smoked alot and when I quit I actually think it bothered him to be around me because I didn't oh well some people think even cigs are worth a relationship its like that with anything that is addicting, don't you think? Well I hope you didn't give in at work my job I had for 23 yrs that just close up Jan. 30th we had a lot of people who smoked there all day included the boss 5 packs a day and that is what I smelled like even down to my panties pretty bad huh. Well I do wish you all the luck in the world.
I'm sorry everybody. I smoked. Twice. Today was the most god awful day at work. I could've dealt with bad, but this was beyond. When I got there, it was me, a new girl who does okay but is still slow, and the worst employee in the place taking orders on drive-through. He took a hundred dollar bill, (a no-no anyway,) then apparently gave the wrong change back, and when I came up he was just handing this woman money from the till that she said he still owed.
Then there were the complaint calls. I maybe get one every two weeks or so. Today I got three in one day. Stupid stuff too, but it wears on you.
Then, what did it the most... I learned a lesson today. NEVER BE NICE TO HOMELESS PEOPLE. This homeless guy comes in, gives me his sad sack story, and asks me to let him clean our bathrooms for some food. Since he isn't drunk, I just tell him hey man, just this once I'll give you a sandwich and something to drink. So I fix him a little something, and he actually starts complaining how we don't have any soup! ...!!! Then he disappears for a while, and comes back in with sixty cents, wanting whatever's cheapest and hoping I'll make a deal for sixty cents. We're a bit of an expensive place, and the cheapest thing on the menu is $2.30. Also, I'm not going to be taken advantage of because I've been nice. I tell him sorry, but I can't help him anymore. I talk to him for about ten minutes about how, sorry, I'm NOT going to help you, go somewhere else. Finally he leaves. About an hour before closing, I mention him to an employee, and the employee says, "Oh him? He's in the back of the lobby where you can't see him!" And he's ASLEEP, the fucker!
So a few minutes before we close, I try to wake him up to kick him out so I can lock the doors. And he won't wake up. Now, I have social anxiety disorder pretty bad, and I've been feeling pretty proud of how I've been dealing with things up to this point. And I even called the non-emergency police line after I couldn't get him to wake up. I HATE PHONES. And I hate confrontation. And they put me through to the EMTs, because apparently it's protocol when you can't wake someone up. So I have to answer all these questions about this sleeping asshole, and they're all, "help is on the way!" and I'm just thinking, "Godammit, he's sleeping. I just need somebody to MOVE him!"
So the EMTs get to my store, along with the FIRE DEPARTMENT, (yeah, I dunno,) and they finally wake the guy up and check him out, and tell him he needs to move. And he starts getting hostile, telling them he's gonna kick my ass! For fuck's sakes! I HELPED this jerkoff, and now he wants to fight me because I have to get him out of my restaurant!! What, I'm going to let him just chill the night and lose my job?!
And by this point I'm about twenty minutes late on all the paperwork I need to do before we close. And so angry and stressed out the veins up the side of my neck actually hurt. So yeah, I smoked.
Also, I'm pissed off at how horrible this night went still, obviously.
Damn man, that sucks. That's the reason I'd never ever be able to handle being in a manager or even supervisory role, I'd be a fuckin' wreck, and you know I got serious social problems too, and when things get too hectic, things start going wrong, I panic, and confronted by irate people, scares the hell out of me, makes me so nervous. If I smoked, I'd probably break too, instead if in your role I'd probably just cry from all the frustration, or walk out and say fuck it, someone else can take this shit! But that's me, and look where that's gotten me, nowhere. Well, you can always try again, to quit smoking, but even if you can't no one'll think any less of you, habits and addictions, regardless of what they are, are always hard to break. I've liked you since day 1 when you posted your introduction message, and knew from that point that you were going to be a great new member to this board, we all got problems, sometimes we can deal with overcoming them, sometimes we can't, but I hope sometime you can win over this, before its too late and you run out of health, no reset button or extra lives here.
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Actually, the only drug that has potentially fatal withdrawal symptoms is alcohol. Heroin and meth's withdrawls will make you extremely sick, but won't kill.
Yeah, when I quit drinking, they put me on some drug similar to Valium (Lithium maybe?) in rehab, to ease off the shakes and withdrawal symptoms I was having (oh, and so I wouldn't die!). I'm proud to admit that I'm a recovering alcoholic of almost 4 years--I never understood the "anonymous" part
Fast forward a few years (last August), I finally quit smoking. I was one of those people that started smoking at a later age (24) and could kick myself for ever starting.
Keep at it man, once you get a few months into it, you'll never (ever) look back, and the cravings will literally vanish (unlike alcohol!).
man i cant tell you how nice it is to have saved $6 per day for over a year now..
So, alright. Approaching 36 hours of no cigarettes! At the moment I'm not feeling so fuzzy headed, and that tense feeling in my body isn't quite as bad. But the BIG test is still ahead-three and a half hours 'til WORK, where everybody smokes and everything sucks.
I've been smoking since 1994, so half my life.. I want to quit, but I don't know it I want to quit enough.
Don't say that on this thread. Miss Clawful's mom is gonna yell at you.
My decission came because it costs about $9 a pack here now, and I've been smoking more and more recently, and my lungs would hurt, and I can't lay on my back at night because it makes me caugh, and I'm just thinking... I'm paying this much money to feel this way?
I wish you well on quitting.. I have been working on setting a firm, set in stone, quit date.
BTW, the way I quit was using the patch. Just get the cheap-o Wal-mart brand ones (Equate) and slap one on every morning for 8 weeks. If you follow the instructions precisely, it'll work (ie, wean yourself off them, and don't skip any). Worked like a charm for me, but there were tough spots that you still have to fight through.
I've heard it only takes like 48 hours to get all the nicotine out of your system if you go cold turkey, and after that, it's all mental. So I'm trying to soldier through right now... I guess that's what my grandfather and father did.
And yeah, the prices are RIDICULOUS now. When I stated smoking it was only $6.30 for a pack. And that was just a few years ago!
Now they are 4.50 a pack..
I wish I could use the patch Dain, but it gives me a rash, that medicine they used to give people gave me mood swings, and the new Chantix or whatever it is, is too expensive and not covered on my insurance..
I'm either going to quit cold turkey or use the new Camel SNUS stuff, spitless dip basically.
You're doing good on your quest though buddy!
And Dain, it probably wasn't Lithium for the alcohol withdrawal. That's a mood stabilizer for stuff like bipolar. It was probably a benzodiazapine like Diazepam (Valium).
I remember how my mom used to scrounge around for money just to by a pack of cigarettes, and many times this was more important than us having a loaf of bread in the house, seriously, when she was out of smokes and had a few bucks, but perhaps we needed a little bit of food too, smokes took priority over the food, but usually she just borrowed the money from someone at work and then paid them back the next week, that was pretty much the case most every week or two for quite some years.
My mom got into smoking through an old boyfriend years ago, all the people she was around smoked, guess she picked one up, tried it out, was hooked on it thereafter for many years. Plus it was at a really tough time in her life then. Sure things get rough now, but I think she handles it all pretty well, and she don't turn to a cigarette whenever she gets frustrated or upset, instead just deals with the problem. She don't think so, but my mom kicks ass.
Alright, time for me to go to work. Let's see how it goes.... I really want to give in and just have one. It's amazing how strong the feeling is.
Then there were the complaint calls. I maybe get one every two weeks or so. Today I got three in one day. Stupid stuff too, but it wears on you.
Then, what did it the most... I learned a lesson today. NEVER BE NICE TO HOMELESS PEOPLE. This homeless guy comes in, gives me his sad sack story, and asks me to let him clean our bathrooms for some food. Since he isn't drunk, I just tell him hey man, just this once I'll give you a sandwich and something to drink. So I fix him a little something, and he actually starts complaining how we don't have any soup! ...!!! Then he disappears for a while, and comes back in with sixty cents, wanting whatever's cheapest and hoping I'll make a deal for sixty cents. We're a bit of an expensive place, and the cheapest thing on the menu is $2.30. Also, I'm not going to be taken advantage of because I've been nice. I tell him sorry, but I can't help him anymore. I talk to him for about ten minutes about how, sorry, I'm NOT going to help you, go somewhere else. Finally he leaves. About an hour before closing, I mention him to an employee, and the employee says, "Oh him? He's in the back of the lobby where you can't see him!" And he's ASLEEP, the fucker!
So a few minutes before we close, I try to wake him up to kick him out so I can lock the doors. And he won't wake up. Now, I have social anxiety disorder pretty bad, and I've been feeling pretty proud of how I've been dealing with things up to this point. And I even called the non-emergency police line after I couldn't get him to wake up. I HATE PHONES. And I hate confrontation. And they put me through to the EMTs, because apparently it's protocol when you can't wake someone up. So I have to answer all these questions about this sleeping asshole, and they're all, "help is on the way!" and I'm just thinking, "Godammit, he's sleeping. I just need somebody to MOVE him!"
So the EMTs get to my store, along with the FIRE DEPARTMENT, (yeah, I dunno,) and they finally wake the guy up and check him out, and tell him he needs to move. And he starts getting hostile, telling them he's gonna kick my ass! For fuck's sakes! I HELPED this jerkoff, and now he wants to fight me because I have to get him out of my restaurant!! What, I'm going to let him just chill the night and lose my job?!
And by this point I'm about twenty minutes late on all the paperwork I need to do before we close. And so angry and stressed out the veins up the side of my neck actually hurt. So yeah, I smoked.
Also, I'm pissed off at how horrible this night went still, obviously.