But who's counting? I wasn't. Two of my friends here had to point out to me that they'd be celebrating my 1,000 days on the Freedom Train on the February 12th. I thought, "Wow! I'm really getting pretty blase about this quitting thing!" I felt as though I should've known and been anticipating the one-thousandth day of not smoking. You know what? After thinking it over, I'm happy that not smoking feels so normal now that I don't often think about the number of days I've been smoke-free. And, during those first 2 weeks, sometimes I was just hanging on hour-by-hour (even moment-by-moment) and, even though I'd committed to quit the habit, it was hard at first. I just had to remind myself that the day would pass whether I smoked or not and that I'd get where I wanted to go whether I felt crummy or not. I also used patches for the first week. I hope that any new quitters will just do whatever it takes to celebrate that first day without smoking and then the first week, first month and so on until someone has to remind you that you're coming up on 1,000 days. Hang in there and be kind to yourself. You can do this! I did and it took a few tries to make it stick. Good thoughts your way, everyone! And congratulations on getting to whatever anniversary you are celebrating. May you have many more.
