Another migraine today and I'm just getting back to life. I remember smoking with my migraine and even though it hurt to sit up and go outside to do it, I would do it with my eyes closed! I smoked with colds, flus, bronchitis -- I even smoked when it ended up I had double pneumonia and sepsis (although I didn't smoke for about three days before I ended up in the ICU -- but that was because I couldn't even get up.)
The point is that we were so addicted that it didn't matter how bad we felt, we HAD to smoke. I used to (unbelievably) think that was freedom -- to do what I wanted to do. But it's so clear now that I was an absolute slave to smoking even when it hurt. I remember after paroxysms of coughing shrugging my shoulders and lighting up. Duh.
So even though I have felt lousy today I didn't make it worse. And even though my head hurts, that makes me smile!
Love to each and every one of you and I hope you have the sweetest of dreams.
