Sloshed In Translation

So I went all lax on keeping the Chantix journal going, and there are reasons for that.  Before I get into the reasons I am going to state that I am no longer going to be so detailed in my writings of this process as I feel that it’s a bit of a waste of time going through every single solitary thing that happened throughout the day.  I am just going to give you an overview of what I feel is important to me at the time of me writing and make note of specific things I feel are relevant to this entire process… with that being said!  Moving on to… day… I think, seven?  I honestly can’t remember right now.

Today is the first full day without cigarettes… and I can really understand why people become unstable and suicidal while taking Chantix.  First I will speak to the instability due to the dreams, as well as the dreams seeming to continue upon waking; Continue Reading…

Well today marks day three of Chantix, and doing pretty well so far, I am currently in good spirits, feeling normal physically as well as mentally, no real complaints at the time of my writing this. In the same vein of the last update I am going to begin with around mid day yesterday, specifically after leaving work. As I said in my last update, while at work yesterday I was “Hippity The Happy Fucking Squirrel” and extraordinarily productive… that changed during my drive home, drastically I might add.  Continue Reading…

Seeing as I have only been on Chantix for a little over 24 hours, I am writing this from the stand point that I assume any and all side effects/feelings of change in my mental and physical state are purely psychosomatic.  The reasoning for this is that having experience in multiple mind altering drugs both legal, and illegal, I don’t personally believe that a legal pharmaceutical would be released with such a potency without having a required mental stability evaluation performed before the first dose.  With that being said, I would like to start this journal out with last night starting at approximately 9:00PM, 9 hours after taking Chantix.  Another aspect to take in to account during this whole process of quitting smoking is that; Continue Reading…

So for various reasons I have decided to finally quit with the cancer sticks. ( For the 6^th time )  I also finally admitted to myself that I can’t “just quit”.  Hell, have you seen me with a bottle of wine?  I down that shit in minutes.  SO! I am giving Chantix a test run.  Just popped my first pill actually.  I then did what every idiot on the planet does and ran to Google to find the worst case scenarios of when the drug “goes bad”… and fuck me running, can it go bad.  The laundry list of side effects is something akin to the days when I was on acid binders for weekends at a time, some even result in suicide.  So I figure hey, let’s make this little life experience interesting shall we?  Every day I will be posting my experiences with the smoking aid so that you can follow my amazing recovery from smoking, or my untimely death.

Either way, should be a hell of a time.

( I of course am not going to start describing the effects right now, as I just took the pill…. Unless my nuts itching happens to be a side effect… )