I Quit! No! Wait!

In an earlier post today (They Got Everything Allsups) I mentioned I used to use Copenhagen tobacco; you know, a little pinch between your cheek and gum; that stuff. I never smoked, due to the fact I had asthma when I was young, and on my first attempt, I thought the old man’s Salems were gonna kill me. Me and smoking were not to be.

I started using chewing tobacco when I was in my early twenties—it was the thing to do in Arizona—and moved on to the cheek and gum variety when I moved to Washington state; I was twenty six. I used it heavily for almost twenty years.

I was working in Huntsville, Texas, building a one-million cubic foot refrigerator freezer at one of the prisons, when I finally quit. The project was one of the most interesting I’ve ever been involved with, but the way I quit using Copenhagen was just as interesting.

I was ready to quit; the stuff gave me heartburn to beat the band, was wearing holes in my teeth, and I simply didn’t enjoy it. Looking back, I wonder if I ever did enjoy it.

I was talking to Mom on the phone one morning, and telling her how I was really sick of it, but didn’t know how I was going to quit after having used it for such a long time. She told me about this natural stuff she’d read about, and said if I could find some of it in Huntsville, I should give it a try. Later that morning, she faxed the information to me.

At lunch time, I went to the local heathy-stuff store, and sure as you can say green tea, they had the stuff. It was called, “Stop Smoking,” by the way, and the main ingredient in it was lobelia. I got back into my pickup, read the directions on the bottle and promptly popped two of the pills into my mouth, washing them down with what was left of my drink from lunch.

When I got back to the office, I read the rest of the instructions on the little piece of paper that was in the box, and was horrified by what I found out. In big block letters at the bottom of the instructions, it said, DO NOT USE TOBACCO PRODUCTS OF ANY KIND WHILE TAKING THIS.

“Holy crap!” I said. I stared at the instructions, and mumbled, “I was just going to slow down gradually.” I was also not excited about something else in the instructions; the fact that I would have to take the pills twice daily for thirty days.

I sat there for several minutes, contemplating my dilemma then decided, what the hey, I’ll just give it my best shot and see what happens. I’m telling you folks, what happened was a miracle. I took those pills for three days—a total of ten pills—and my craving for tobacco vanished. I haven’t touched Copenhagen, or any other tobacco product in seventeen years; I’ve never had even the slightest desire to.

Is that amazing, or what??

3 Comments »

  1. dale said

    I started that crap in the 7th grade !!!! now and then I will still induldge,but sure right happy I stoped it !

  2. Sherry Mashburn said

    I smoked for a week in high school . . . and that was the extent of my rebellion.

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