Day 3 for me…
I am hoping that the awful awful symptoms I have read about regarding Day 3 of nicotine detox came a bit early for me.
I do not believe I have ever experienced anything as I experienced last night.
After having moved a week ago, my bedroom was still mostly in boxes and I decided to unpack everything last night. Things seemed to be going fine until about half way through, I realized that there was NOT ENOUGH FUCKING ROOM in the closet, which is painfully small even though it is a walk-in.
This caused me to flip out and my immediate thought was, “I need a fucking cigarette!!!”
I tried to take several deep breathes, but this was to no avail. So, I finally decided to take some empty boxes down to the recycling bin in the garage and then walk around the block. However, as I was leaving the apartment, I could not figure out how to unlock the door (there are a total of four locks on these doors and this is still all brand new to me)…I was fucking flipping out, as my roommate Beth (who was watching TV) just looked on in concerned awe…I finally got the door open and flung it hard and back against the wall…
As I walked down the stairs to the garage, I found myself overcome by a grave feeling of sadness (I’ve read this can happen with nicotine withdrawal)…
Upon returning to the house, I discovered that by flinging the door back against the wall, I had now put a hole through the plaster (due to the metal doorknob) in our brand new apartment…
Excruciating sadness washed over me because of the completely stupid thing I had just done…
“I want a cigarette!!!”
Instead, I went into my bedroom, closed the door and fell in a heap on the bathroom floor where I began sobbing uncontrollably. I then called Mark (who I was supposed to call during times like this because he is my support for the quit), but the reception of the phone was so poor, he kept asking me to repeat everything i said and this just frustrated me even more…I finally just hung up the phone…
I cried in agony for about 5 more minutes…at which point it seemed to pass, and I was able to pick myself up off the floor and continue working on the room.
All of this I can now look back on as a silent and objective observer…
That was not me…that was nicotine withdrawal…that was how the physical side effects of the withdrawal manifested in me. And that was only Day 2…they say Day 3 can be the worst…god, I hope not.
However, I am armed and ready. If I got through last night, I can get through anything.
And an even more striking thought occurred to me…
90% of people who have just one drag after quitting, will go back to full-time smoking. Those are the statistics…
If I were to have only ONE cigarette, there is a 90% chance, I will go back to being completely addicted. Which means…if I ever wanted to quit again, I would have to relive last night…
And that is nothing that I ever want to do again…
I came through that…I didn’t break the detox…
Instead of a cigarette, when I had calmed myself enough to go out to the kitchen, I made some kava kava tea, read a little, and then went to bed.
5 hours later. I woke up COMPLETEY REFRESHED…
I have never slept 5 hours before in my life and felt so fucking good. But this morning, due to the fact my body was detoxing so nicely, I slept very little and felt like I had enough energy to last the rest of the day (they say this is often the case…detoxed bodies need MUCH LESS SLEEP…think of all the extra hours needed for the body to clear out the toxins of drugs, cigarettes, alcohol, bad foods…and you will begin to understand why…)
On 5 hours of sleep and a fruit/vegetable/hard grain-based diet, I got up at 7am and went RUNNING…and then did WEIGHT-TRAINING. Sure, my body did not funtion at either of those tasks as well as that of someone who had never smoked, but the point is it functioned pretty damn well considering…and we’ve all got to start somewhere…
So far today, Day 3, there have been no urges for cigarettes…I ate an apple in the car on the way to work to curb them there…
Updates will follow…
By 2am this coming morning, I will be 72 hours into the nicotine withdrawal at which point all nicotine and 90% of it’s metabolites will be completely out of my system (due to the fact that I decided against using the patch and forcing yet more nicotine into the system…might as well just completely go through withdrawal all at once)… Still a long way to go, but I think I’m getting near the end of the worst of it…