It has now been 26 days since I quit smoking and aside from having to be peeled off the ceiling a couple of times I’m actually doing very well. After just short of 57 years of smoking and at age 70, I have finally dug up the will power to stop. Methinks the Heart attack I had on New Years’ Eve has a lot to do with it. That was my 3rd and it scared the holy beejonkers out of me. While I was waiting for the Para Medics I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to make it through this one. Thankfully the Fates decided I wasn’t quite ready and threw me back. Clotho of the Morae decided not to break my thread of life just yet. Mayhaps they plan something really horrendous for me in the future. Hey bring it on. As I wrote earlier I missed Joe Black 3 times and I’m up for a 4th. Sometimes I really wonder that I’m a rotten S.O.B. as I have been told often that only the good die young. If that be the case perhaps I am Immortal. Yeah, like who needs it. That would be an unbearable punishment, watching everyone you ever loved and cared for pass away leaving you behind. I doubts even The Gods would be that cruel.
To get back to the quitting smoking, I can’t believe how good I am feeling. I’m on the Patch and it is working great but when I do get an almost irresistible urge for a smoke I have the Gum to help. Between the two I am determined to beat the habit. When you boil it down I really have no choice as another Heart attack will definitely be it and I am not ready to bug out just yet. Got a few more things I want to do in life. Sort of like in the movie “The Bucket List” but not as extravagant. One is I’d like to be around for my Grandsons’ Wedding. My big dream is to own a Can-Am Spyder but that is just what it is a dream. More than likely kill myself the first time I rode it but I think it would be great just to take off across the country on one. You know Coast to Coast to Coast. Alas all pipe dreams. The thing is I have not felt this good in years. I don’t sound like a Steam Jenny when I breathe and my energy is slowly returning to somewhat near normal. The Docs told me that within 24 hours of quitting your Lungs start to repair themselves which they are doing but I also know that they will never return to full normalcy again as there is just too much damage. Just before my attack I was chain smoking 50 to 60 cigarettes a day. Real smart, right. I guess it is safe to say I got what I deserved. Sometimes you have to hit me in the head with a 2×4 to get my attention.
I am not one to lecture. Everyone one has the right to make their own decisions but if it is worth anything to anyone either don’t start smoking or if you do really consider quitting. You will be better off for it. I would not wish what I went through on New Years’ on anyone. The pain that went across my chest, up to my left jaw and down my left arm to my finger tips was bad and what made it worse was the nausea and vomiting. I think the only thing that made me survive was the constant thought that I didn’t want to leave my Daughters. I think my Love for them is what saved my life and has also given me the will to finally chuck the habit.