Oh boy.. This is proving to be tough. It seems to be getting worse each day. Day 1 was not too bad, day 2 was tougher, and today is really bad. I lay awake in bed this morning desperate for a cigarette. I was close to tears with frustration about it. I was very close to driving to the gas station to get a packet. Vickie is supporting me, and is helping by giving me encouragement. I am not sure if I can do this.