Stopping Smoking
Dave Winer has quit smoking, after quite a scare, it looks like. I just passed by 7th anniversary of life without tobacco. I quit after a health crisis, the worse I ever had until I came up with diabetes a year and a half ago. In April 95, I came down with some very strange flu. It knocked me out of commission for about two weeks directly, and it took me another two or three weeks to recover. The flu turned into a pneumonia, and there was a time during that disease where I almost couldn't walk from my living room to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I was really scared.
I remember going to my Doctor, for about the fourth time during the course of this illness, after I was on the mend, and saying, how about givng me a prescription for the patch, and I'll quit "in a couple weeks." (Classic way to put it off all together, of course.) He said, well, why not do it today.On the way home, I got the patches. I had four or five smokes in my last pack, and I finished them off and that was that. It was tough, yeah, very tough. I remember, as the link above shows, that the newsgroup alt.support.stop-smoking was a big help; I read hundreds of messages there in the early days, to help keep my mind right. The patches were necessary. I was like what Dave says, when you get to a point where you need to stop and think about something, well, you just have a smoke.
Though of course I knew intellectually, I had never had my mind right about quitting. Indeed I had never gone more than a day without smokes in something like 22 years. It took me a couple months before I was able to feel like I had actually put them behind me; I remember going to a Dylan concert, and being worried because people would be smoking there, and feeling good that I had that behind me.
So 7 years later: it's a part of my past, and doesn't bother me. I still dream about it from time to time, but not really. I would very much like to be able to smoke. I know there are some people who can have one or two, and that's OK, or who can smoke cigars. I can't. My doctor said to me at the time, if you have 1 today, you'll have 40 tomorrow, and he was right (he was a former smoker himself).
Starting smoking was, by a long shot, the stupidest thing I ever did in my life; I really loved it. Stopping was, in a different sense, a no-brainer; I mean it's pretty clear how awful this is for you. Stopping was the best present I could give to my older self.
Congratulations, Dave, and good luck.
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