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Day 51: Secondhand
Nine more days until I reach Day 60, and after almost two months since my decision to quit, I’m noticing a direct correlation between my health and my exposure to second-hand smoke.
For the first three weeks, being around smokers was a sweet relief. If I couldn’t have a cigarette myself, at least I could smell it and remember how nice and relaxing they were.
Now, I can’t stand it.
On Saturday night, I spent an unusual amount of time on the smoker’s porch at my friend’s house, just to be outdoors and talk with smokers I hadn’t seen in months. While I managed OK during the evening, I spent most of the night hacking out a lung. My chest was in terrible pain the next morning, and I thought about calling up my doctor.
Then yesterday, I somehow stayed away from smoke all day, and got the best sleep I’ve gotten in a loooong time last night.
This is the best part; what makes all of the tough times worth it are the moments when you realize you don’t want to smoke ever again — and don’t need to.
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