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Four weeks ago today I had my last smoke. Not one puff. Not one drag. I am so proud of myself. Baby boy is doing much better in Day Care. He no longer cries when I leave, and he is actually starting to mix in with the kids a little bit. He is so darn shy. Another reason I wanted to quit smoking is I am sure I am going to get lung cancer. I am terrified of any form of cancer, like most people, but my fear goes a little beyond normal. I used to have to mentally force myself to not think about getting cancer everyday. Now that I don't smoke, I don't naturally think about it anymore. What a relief. By being so fearful of cancer, I used to do a lot of research about different symptoms anytime I had a new ache or pain. By doing so, I came across a webpage of a woman with cancer, and her battles. Fascinating read. She's a wonderful writer and I could hardly wait to read her post after post after post. If you want to check it out, click here. Life is slow paced right now. Happy. Smoke free. And full of 10 pounds of weight gain. I have walked four times in the past week for an hour at a time, so it will slowly come off. The sooner the better. Have a great rest of the week.
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