As part of the pre-surgery process, I have to quit smoking. Yeah, yeah, I should’ve done it years ago. Meh. I like smoking. If I didn’t have to quit, I wouldn’t. But there are medical reasons, so as of yesterday, I am one week smoke-free.
It actually isn’t so bad, most of the time. I don’t even think about it. Unless I’m out at the bar. There’s something about a beer and a smoke that is oh-so-satisfying. But, I’m also not going out as much, and won’t be for a while after surgery, so, maybe that will get easier.
In the meantime, I’d still like a smoke.
