So I've stopped smoking, I'm on week 3. Things are good, I'm past the needs, wants and cravings- however I am not past the the blessings I refer fondly to as phlegm nuggets. Little balls of goodness I get to hack up.
In addition to the phlegm nuggets, my taste buds are coming back to life and certain foods are really intense esp DORITOS! I've also had a couple bloody noses and bloody boogers in my facial tissues -- I can't not peak sorry! I just want to know how much longer this is going to happen for.
On the same line, my new oral fixation is .... drum roll please:
Eating Oatmeal -- It's super yummy, esp the apples and cinnamon -- and It's a good way to make sure I eat my breakfast, and It fills me up so I'm not eating too much other stuff and it leads to a healthy heart -- maybe I'll make up for the decade of damage I did.
The other things I put in my mouth include: Gum, most sugar free varieties, stride fruit is pretty good as well as my favorite GUM of the WEEK: Juicy Fruit. Tootsie Pops, Dum Dums.
Other things : Crosswords, Sudokus, WordSearches, Yarn, Fluff Friends, and of course blogging.
So I've quit and unquit so many times in the last year -- I finally broke down and filled the Chantix Rx. It seems to be working - smoking is beyond gross and the aftertaste lingers extra long or until I break down and gargle, brush and gargle again - can't wash this taste away with diet coke. I'm also drinking enough water to bathe a small village -- that's helping - but the dreams I'm having are beyond bizzare -- I know you might not believe them but - this is how they are as I've been writing them down in the morning because they are so weird.
Saving Britney Spears:
I was put on a mission to save Britney (I don't even like Britney Spears) but I wasn't allowed to complete my mission - because of my holes. I had holes all over my body -- picture me, Punky, swisscheeseified, and they (I don't have a recollection of THEY but I think they were on a panel) Anyways -- I could only save Britney if my holes were in pristine condition -- They gave me this utensil - similar to that of a salad tongs to clean out the particles trapped in my holes --- I woke up just as I was about to go before the panel after a major cleaning.
The Chumba Wumba Bear: This one - is not as bizzare but let me tell you I'm avoiding CR 64.
I'm in the car -- with a friend - I know this person- but I can't see their face, we are going to Wal-Mart in Elk River, and I'm not the biggest fan of Wal-Mart (read: Nickel and Dimed : On (Not) Getting by in America by Barbara Ehrenreich) Anyways a bear skips out in front of the car -- like it was going to the magical Charmin commercial set and then again skips back carrying a basket as if it robbed red riding hood.
Kiddnapping My friends husband-
I kidnapped someones husband and made him rob the neighbors.
BIZARR.
