sandra_slayton
Posted : 7/1/2006 10:32:01 PM
I had my last cigarette June 30, 1999. On July 30, my son & DIL picked me up about 5:30--on the way to hospital to have my first grandchild. Twelve hours later, the doc did a C-section. I had gone out with my son numerous times so he could smoke, but I even as nervous as I was, I didn't bum one. Then three weeks later we were told to leave because of Hurricane Brett.
Before I go on, I can not drive in heavy traffic. I have been rear ended 4 times and hit head on once and my nerves are shot. My brother was going to meet me half way between here and Austin, i would leave my car at tahe Walmart store there and go on to Austin with him. It took my 7 hours to get that 100 miles, my car overheated twice, as did many others. I had my two goldens and my cat in the car with me.
Three hours after we got to my brother's, my 5 year old golden dropped dead of a heart attack and it broke my heart. Three days later my brother takes me back to my car and I load everything from his van back into my car and I put in Buck and Pippi. I cried the entire 100 miles home from that town. It just wasn't right not having Scooter.
But when I got hom, even tho it had been less than 2 months since my last smoke, I was pretty sure I had it beat. There had been a pack of cigarettes under the sun visor that my husband left there and I never touched them despite the tension, the fearof traffic, the death of my dog. I was just that determined. To bad i was as not as determined to become a millionaire~! LOL