This has been a couple of really bad days, and I just feel like growling at my dog (who loves me unconditionally), at my parrots (who love me provisionally), at my husband (who has been extremely understanding and supportive and even brought me a 30 day chip [from AA, but who cares] to work as a surprise on my 30th day smober), and at my co workers; not to mention at my supervisor or at the psych patients! GRUMBLESNORFWRACKENRATH!
I have not smoked nor will I, but oh my goodness, the horrible anger and emotional rollercoaster! Many things happening and all of them wrong or upsetting or just plain mean and then a patient smacked the meds out of my hand and slammed my hand into a door jamb and I have a swollen and fairly painful right thumb... It's not broken or anything, just squashed and bruised.
I don't want a smoke, in fact I think I'm catching a cold or something and my throat feels so raw I know it would hurt, having smoked even through illness in the past, but.... oh hell, I know I'm grumbling, but I honestly just need a hug....
Denise [IMG]http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p300/DeeKaySss/needahug.gif[/IMG]
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 10/16/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 34
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 1,024
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $255
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 3 [B]Hrs:[/B] 23 [B]Mins:[/B] 42 [B]Seconds:[/B] 13