Little blue vomit demons…
Per requests, I’m continuing the segment on my experience with Chantix. Today, day 8 of my 28 day experiment and, coincidentally, day 1 of the full dose has been interesting. I haven’t coughed confidently for most of the day and standing up is right on up there with looking into a toilet when you’ve been over-served. Needless to say, the nausea is here.
As for the smoking, I’ve slowed dramatically. This could be because my favorite Camels now taste more like their namesake, soaked in diesel fuel, but probably mostly because they make me cough. See paragraph one on coughing confidently… Further, when I do smoke, I’m not getting anything from it. This might be mental but for the most part, as soon as I’m done, I crave another but don’t want it. Either they’re working or I’m nuts and neither has been ruled out to this point.
The latest piece of my little “quit smoking” puzzle has been the addition of muscle relaxers as a sleep aid. Fear not, they were prescribed for a torn muscle a few weeks ago. I just haven’t made it through the script yet. These little beauties don’t necessarily knock me out when I’m too nauseous to sleep; I think they just calm the gag reflex enough to help me lay down. An added bonus is that near trance consciousness that the Chantix/Flexiril cocktail is providing has so-far, staved off the highly publicized night terrors that Chantix is known for. I’m not saying I won’t get them; I’m just not getting them yet.
Stay tuned for more updates and please feel free to post your experiences as well. I’m thinking of starting a sub-blog on this little journey and would love to have a contributor or two.
