I promised myself that I would blog every single day beginning with my first dosage of Chantix. I've been preparing for my quit for about 2-3 weeks now, but this is my first... solid... action against smoking. Popping the pill into my mouth and swallowing, I braced myself for the immediate desire to quit smoking forever to magically embrace me. I'm sad to report that things did not quite pan out this way... but here is what did happen:
I went to my dr's office and firmly requested a prescription for Chantix. He was a little apprehensive about giving it to me since my insurance does not cover it and it was a hefty sum for one go. I assured him that my finances were in order and that in under a month, the medicine will have paid for itself. Why a doctor is interested in my finances, I have no idea. It might have been my children sitting behind me with calculators and large water jug jars full of pennies sporting the name "Chantix" in permanent marker across the front. Who knows? At any rate, filling and paying for the prescription was painless and boring... so... fast forward to home...
I get home and make myself an unreal salad... loaded it with sunflowers and cranberries... yummmmm... and actually ATE. For those of you that don't know me personally, I don't eat. For some reason during the daylight hours, my stomach just says... "Oh... no thanks"... to food. Then the sun goes down and the magical "I'm unbelievably hungry" fairy visits my household and that is when I partake in food. So... I ate... I forced myself to eat... since I knew that this is a major issue with Chantix. It was a blessed moment (pronounced BLESS---ED lol). The salad was incredible and man, I've been missing out. I downed that with two glasses of water... And at the tail end of the second glass... I slipped the pill into my mouth and swallowed. Twenty minutes later a wave of nausea that can be likened to morning sickness flowed over me. I laid on the couch and just focused on breathing through them, just like I did when I was pregnant. And I am here to say... I did not vomit!!!!! hehehe... that's a feat in itself. I was a little surprised that the nausea hit me on day one, I was under the impression that it took a few days or something... lord knows I'm probably wrong on that...
Other than the nausea and dull stomach ache all day (which, by the way, SPRITE does wonders for both of those things... I was drinking Sprite and burping... and it felt great... lol) I think my first day went better than I really expected. I was waiting for the desire to toss myself off a bridge or something... we'll see how things go once I quit the cigs for good and move up the dosage... signing off...
Crystal
PS- If you made it all the way through this marathon post... you are awesome. Pat your back... go on... do it.
