Mark Twain
Call me Ishmael.
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- Jul 22, 2006
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It’s been a little over three months since my last cigar, and the reason for me leaving my favorite hobby behind announced itself (again) this morning. I woke up with a racing flutter in my chest. My resting heart rate jumped around from 120 to 160 beats a minute. Afib. This time it only lasted three hours. It used to happen to me once or twice a year, but now the attacks are coming more frequently.
Tobacco is one of my identified triggers, along with stress, and of all things bananas. Ironic, I guess, because smoking is the number one way I combat stress. I’ve been advised by my doctor to end my favorite habit. It feels weird to say, and I know that it’s stupid, but I feel like I am mourning a part of my personality. How dumb is that? I mean, it’s just leaf, smoke, and ash. I’ve got a wife, a baby, and decent job. It’s selfish for me to not quit. Still, there’s a lingering feeling of “this is some bullshit.”
I love all you guys, and this wonderful place Rod set up so many years ago. I feel bad that I haven’t made more of an effort to engage with the forum. I have no idea what I’m going to do.
Tobacco is one of my identified triggers, along with stress, and of all things bananas. Ironic, I guess, because smoking is the number one way I combat stress. I’ve been advised by my doctor to end my favorite habit. It feels weird to say, and I know that it’s stupid, but I feel like I am mourning a part of my personality. How dumb is that? I mean, it’s just leaf, smoke, and ash. I’ve got a wife, a baby, and decent job. It’s selfish for me to not quit. Still, there’s a lingering feeling of “this is some bullshit.”
I love all you guys, and this wonderful place Rod set up so many years ago. I feel bad that I haven’t made more of an effort to engage with the forum. I have no idea what I’m going to do.