day three of no smoking.
the headaches started last night--kind of like having some type of cleaver jammed into the right ride of my "crown" area, then wiggled back and forth.
picture someone hitting the cleaver with a hammer. lovely.
so--no real urges to smoke, etc., just trying to make the head stop hurting. more liquids, not helping so much. motrin, ineffective.
maybe a nap later...
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keep on truckin. i'm on day six of utter lunacy and forgetting my own name for momentary lapses. and then, suddenly, it all comes back.
at least you can sleep.
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