Happy New Year!
I'm sure you are wondering what landed under the christmas tree for me. Maybe that was so many blogs ago that you forgot what I asked for. Maybe your new to my blog and have no idea what I'm talking about. Maybe you landed on my blog by accident and don't give a flying rat's ass.
Sadly, I didn't get the horse I've been putting on my christmas list for the last 27 years, nor did I get the composter. I did get a Sephora gift certificate (thank you 2T!) and my awesome Mom is giving me a laptop!! Whoopie!!
I also got an infection for christmas (where was that on my list, Santa?!?). So I did the American thing and took antibiotics. To which I had an allergic reaction. I felt all off and funny as soon as I started the medication and lo and behold this past Tuesday, I broke out in hives EVERYWHERE!!!
I truly lived up to my name: Lumpers
The great thing about the hives (cause there was one) was the timing. I had spent a chunk of last week in Arkansas with my brother and his wife and many, many dogs. I got home and had a great little New Year's Eve party at my house, got to lay around and relax the next day, and returned to work on Tuesday. Tuesday was my first day quitting smoking. I was going a little nuts and feeling awfully cranky and cantankerous when my earlobes and neck started to itch and get puffy. Within a few hours, I was pretty much covered.
Over the next few days, I was in hell. I was itchy and swollen and whacked out of my tree on antihistamines but the last thing on my mind was smoking! I haven't even thought about it until going to lunch with my beloved this afternoon. It was the first time I'd left the house in a few days in a non-Benadryl state of mind, and it was lovely! I didn't even want to smoke!
I know I will stumble on cravings and want to just have one (which always turns into a pack a day within a month). I will just have to remember the raw, distorted, itchy monster that showed up this past week in the mirror to take my mind off the lack of nicotine in my body. In my gratitude for that monster's intervention, I must not smoke again.
1 comment:
Yea for lumpy monsters and their covert missions! And yea for you. I know you can do it, even now that the lumps are gone. And did I ever say thanks for that nice N.Y.E gathering? If not: Thanks for that nice N.Y.E. gathering! And for arranging to have all those people shoot their guns at midnight for our entertainment!
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