Day one. Props to all of you making progress. I feel on the edge of defeat...already. Damn, day one. I wanted one in the ER so bad at 4 this morning, right after I sowed up a dead guy's thoracotomy. But I coasted through it. and it's odd, just lying in bed, I feel like sprinting to the gas station for smokes. But I want to Stop. I am going to Stop.