Yep it has been 25 days since I have had a dip of worm dirt. That adds up to an extra $88.75 in my pocket!!!!

I am also 1/4 of the way to 100 days. Quite honestly this quitting deal is getting easier by the day. I still get cravings, but they are much easier to ignore now.

16 days ago I threw away the last bit of Red Seal TM that I had. Finally, the fog that descended on me from withdrawal has lifted. Woo Hoo!

Small problem. Now I’m always wanting a dip. Which is stupid considering the 2 weeks of hell I just finished.

So another day without dipping snuff is in the books. The days of fighting my drug addiction are starting to get easier.

I still spent some time in the hell known as the fog. However, my thoughts in the fog were not as severe as previous days.I didn’t convince myself I was dying of cancer again like I have been doing all week. A telephone conversation with my baby sister (who is a dental hygenist) helped eliminate those fears.  The biggest news is that I spent considerably less time in the fog today as I have in previous days. This is a very welcome development.

In an atempt to heal the white lesions (leukoplakia) in my mouth, I started a regimen of beta carotene, vitamin E, and vitamin C today. If the lesions start healing, I can tell the fog, Red Seal, and the US Tobacco Co. to kiss my ass!

As promised, here is a summary of the my first 11 nicotine free days…

Days 1-3: These were the hell days. I’m surprised my wife did not kick me out of the house during this time. The nicotine withdrawal was just horrible. I still feel some of the effects of it today. Symptoms:

1. Severe Headaches

2. Aches and pains

3. Skin crawling feeling

4. Jitters

Days 4-11 This is where the fog set in. If you have ever been in a situation where you just felt disconnected from your body, you experienced what I call the fog. On days 4-9 the fog was constant and severe. It was hard to think clearly and make critical decisions. Combine that with the fact I was on call at work during the time made the week very interesting to say the least.

The brain also stated playing tricks on me during this time. Feelings of depression and hopelessness started to set in. One night I had myself convinced that I was a dead man walking. The leukoplakia in my mouth was actually cancer and I was a dead man. The truth is that whether I have have oral cancer or not has not been settled. A trip to the dentist and time will bear that fact out.

Remember Nicotine still Sucks!!!!

This is day 12 of my effort to break the grip nicotine has had on me for the last 25 years. Yes I was one of those gross assholes that spit the brown chocolatey goo. Let me tell you it sucks rainwater!!!!!

Over the new few days, I will chronicle my journey this far. For now, just know this, nicotine sucks.