...Feeling smug and self rightous as only an ex smoker can...........>
That is probably what bit me on the ass....I watched my father die from emphysema in '88, went through a program called "Smoke Stoppers" at a local hospital n the spring of '89, and quit quite easily halfway through the program. I was very proud and smug too. I then proceeded to climb up on my soapbox and rail on to other smokers of how vile they and their habit was, and how they should and could quit as well. Well.....that lasted about 8 1/2 years, when I returned to the trucking industry. Now I'm fighting to quit again. I've tried patches, gum, and Zyban, all to no avail. I'll do it again one of these days, but it's a real struggle this time.
When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward. --Leonardo Da Vinci It's better to teach a child what you know than what you think.