Yes, somehow, I have made it to the end of the full strength nicotine patches. Six whole, long, weeks without a cigarette. Well, 6 weeks and 1 day if we're being pedantic and obsessively counting every last second, as I had a patch-free day when sick.
On to stage 2 now for two weeks, although I got a bit of shock when I opened the packet this morning. The sealed pack is the same size as before, but the patch itself is about half the size - it looked minuscule after the beasts I've been sticking to my body and I don't have a huge amount of confidence in their ability to keep me on the straight, narrow and fragrant.
I've come this far so won't go down without a fight, but the sunshine is here, bringing evocative promises of warmth, beer gardens, parks and beaches.... Many better men than me have failed. Let the self-handicapping commence.
YOU CAN DO IT EDGAR!!! :)
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