Showing posts with label quit smoking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quit smoking. Show all posts

Tuesday, 18 December 2012

I give up

Or rather I didn’t; some two weeks and quite a few dark things ago I had an aberration, and decided that after forty five years I would give up the nicotine thingies.

Having absolutely no will power, and being allergic to the patch do-dahs and finding that the E-fag things are about as much use as a floppy on a porn set I had a word with the nice people dahn at the Tesco chemical dept and they “persuaded” me that the best way to go was a whatsit called Tampax Champix which I could start on immediately without having to go and see my general medic.

So orf I went home to the Castle Champix in hand and an appointment in a week’s time with an “advisor”.
I tried to read the "instructions" but as they were the size of a roll of wallpaper I lost the will to read about halfway dahn the second paragraph and unfortunately never made it to the "side effects" bit.

I started the next day on the little white ones, and after about half an hour the nausea started, then the headache, then the indigestion, then the dizziness, by day five I was confined to bed, bucket in hand, the room spinning, head throbbing, stomach heaving and joints aching, but I said to myself “self it will be worth it”.

On day eight I started on the blue ones-double amounts of nausea, dizziness, headache, constipation, bad dreams and urine production dahn to zero but I said to myself “self it may be worth it”.

By day ten I was still in the four poster, room spinning, head about to explode, stomach empty of all sustenance, nightmares, not a piss in days and then it happened, I started to go blind, I kid you not, the world slowly became fuzzier and fuzzier and then disappeared, so I said to myself “self it isn’t worth it”.

So I stopped the Tampax Champix ten days ago and have only just managed to find my left handed brain cell and regain a partial set of the alphabet, still have a whimsy of falling dahn and lying in vomit, still knackered, but I am now able to pee and eat. 

So I have given up-giving up, and as I sit here on the sofa with a nice cup of milky coffee and a smoke watching his Maj galloping around the garden I realise that there are far worse things in life than smoking.

But while in my vomit soaked, head bursting, spinning, arid bed I did come up with a few alternative pressies for those who may not be your favourite people.


The Ex-box

The Wee

And the Eye-pad.






Tuesday, 9 December 2008

Personal Preferences

First of all I would like to apologise to the people who were kind enough to leave comments, and the fact that I have been tardy posting them. No excuses I have just been sleeping a lot-pain killers I think.

I am going to be controversial today, because I didn’t sleep very well and have the hump.

I sat here watching the news on the BBC this morning and became more and more irate as the items unfolded.

And will refer to Personal preferences as PP because I am lazy and it takes too long to type it.

Smoking-BBC NEWS

The Gov in all its wisdom is going to make shops hide cigarettes and other tobacco products “under the counter” to stop children buying them and deter adults from smoking. What a load of bollocks!

Smoking is a PP and if people want to smoke that is fine with me. The “powers that be” have prevented smokers from enjoying their habit by forcing them onto the streets so as not to contaminate those who do not smoke. That’s fine, but smokers contribute £6 Billion per year in PROFIT over and above the costs to the state, hiding the firkin things will not deter them.

If they want to prevent “children” from smoking then make the shopkeepers abide by the law, and don’t sell them, and especially ban all cigarette vending machines, which by the way they haven’t done.

The “anti smoking lobby” ASH in particular, which is headed by an ex-smoker by the way, wants every one to be like them-self satisfied and arrogant.

Smoking is LEGAL, so leave smokers to do what they want.

Drink driving

As with smoking drinking is a PP, I personally don’t drink, but if people want to that’s OK.

There is a debate about DIY breathalysers and how inaccurate some of them are, leading to people driving when they are over the limit.

There is a very simple solution to that-the drink drive limit should be NIL, if you intend to drive don’t firkin drink.

The Gov as usual is half hearted, why the limit isn’t Zero? I don’t know, perhaps it’s something to do with income for the exchequer, as with smoking, if you know tell me.

Lads Mags

The antipodean, feminist, comedienne on the BBC this morning was bemoaning the fact that “Lads Mags” were almost porn and should be on the top shelf, and that they were often displayed next to children’s’ comics. And the even the SUN newspaper should be confined to the rarefied shelf. And that it is demeaning and “objectising” the female gender.

Once again a PP, if men want to buy these Mags then that is OK, but just a point to the “lady”, the young ladies that appear in these Mags are not kidnapped and forced to pose “semi naked”, they appear willingly, for money and “exposure” (pun intended).

If the same “young ladies” did not want the money and publicity, there would be no “lads Mags”.

It is not the buyer’s fault, and if someone would get astride (another pun intended) the displayers of the Mags and make them conform to the voluntary rules regarding the display of such material then what is the problem?

My PP on this-I don’t buy these type of mag, I think you can see much worse on the TV, and anyway a pert pair of headlights on a young lady brings back memories to my tired old eyes.

Rant over.

And something which is not PP or perhaps it is-BBC NEWS

Oliver Postgate the creator of, Ivor the engine, Bagpuss, The Clangers and Noggin the Nog has died at the age of 83.

We all grew up with these wonderful stories, and I feel that the world has lost a great talent, my condolences to his family.


Wednesday, 26 November 2008


You may have noticed a new item in the sidebar today.

I have been accepted into Bloghounds, and the badge and blog roll will be proudly displayed for all (well for the few visitors) to see.

Blogging has to me become a pleasurable "in the main" experience and unfortunately for you readers I will continue to write my inane babble for the foreseeable future.

The news is a bit crap today, or perhaps it's just me, but this item from the BBC caught my attention-http:///

It's about a "new" stop smoking drug-Champix, or varenicline was called a "wonder drug" but, and there is always a "but" stories have been emerging that people taking this drug are becoming severely depressed, and in some cases suicidal, and even succeeding in killing themselves.
These are people with no 'Psychiatric problems' just ordinary folk who wanted to kick the weed.

Dr Hans-Georg Eichler, senior medical officer with the European Medicines Agency (EMEA), told me: "This drug is designed and has been shown to be effective in helping patients quit smoking.

"Now we all know that there are several hundred thousand premature deaths across the European Union every year.

"This is a major public health issue. We know that a large proportion of smokers want to quit but they find it difficult.

So instead of temporarily withdrawing the drug the European Medicines Agency has implemented a high alert monitoring programme.
Heaven forbid that the Pharmas should lose money because their drugs are killing people.