It'd be interesting to see how the body would react to 3mg though. It's probably not much different than 0.
I'm not so sure about that. When I tried to quit smoking earleir, about 9 years ago, I stepped down to those little tiny Virginia Slims. You know, those things that are near like smoking nothing. Then one day I decided to to quit using nicotine all together and threw what I had left away.
If I recall correctly, it went a little something like this...
Day 1 - I was kind of okay, but already jonesing a bit.
Day 2 - I had a hard time getting out of bed, because I didn't want to face my jonesing. I also have a headache.
Day 3 - Jonesing like crazy, all small round white objects started looking like cigarettes to me.
Day 4 - I could smell the tobacco in cigarette butts in an ashtray like 100 yards away. Sort of joking there, but public ashtrays became super easy to spot, even with bad eyesight. Yes, it was tempting, but I managed to buck-up and walk past them.
Day 5 - Really having trouble concentrating on my work. All I could think about is how great a drag would be after eating lunch. I also started coughing up brown phlegm, which gave me another reality check. I also had a mean ill tempered streak coming on and started barking kind of snappy toward other people.
Day 6 - Realized I need to really STOP thinking about smoking, but I couldn't figure out how to do it.
Day 7 - Found a way to stop think about smoking. I started noticing how sweet looking the women at work were. Holy crap! I'm surrounded by women!
Day 8 - Felt ashamed of my fantasy thoughts, because I'm married!
Day 9 - Started smelling the cigarette smoke on the women at work. Oh well, at least my marriage will stay intacted.
Day 10 - I'm pretty much a total nervous wreck and I can't keep a pencil steady in my hand.
Day 11 - Okay, I'm officially fed up with the nicotine withdrawal aftermath. Somethings got to give sometime! It's pissing me off more than anything. I'm going for a walk!
Day 12 - I'm breathing better and getting more oxygen than ever... and it's a good thing too, because now I can SCREAM foul language to make me feel better. I sounded ugly, but it was very effective surprisingly. Other smokers started standing further away from me, because they thought I was possessed by the devil.
Day 13 - I coughed into the toilet for 30 minutes. Thought I was going to barf up a lung. Said a few choice words and went to the pharmacy to get some more albuterol. That stuff really works, by the way.
Day 14 - Woke up angry and confused. I still want a GD cigarette! Took my frustrations out on the bedroom wall and punched a hole through it with my fist. Then cried about doing it.
Day 15 - Had a wild daydream about blowing up every cigarette factory across america with plastic explosives. It's a good thing I don't wan't to go to prison.
Day 16 - Cussed out the wife for her saying she was tired of me being ill and snappy... Something I've never done to her before... She got mad and left the house.
Day 17 - Uh oh, this is a big one... Started having suicidal thoughts. It was a deep and dark day for me. Only got out of the bed to use the bathroom.
Day 18 - Wife comes back to apologize for leaving. It's amazing what a little nookie can do to snap your mind back into place... ain't it?
Day 19 - I still want a GD cigarette! Yelled at the wife for no apparent reason. She cried, but stayed home this time. She actually said she was still here for my support, but she hates seeing me so angry. She wasn't sure how much more of it she could take.
Day 20 - I woke up and thought about my behavior. I had a decision to make. Either get on pharmacy drugs and be a dope head all the time at highway robbery prices, OR use NRT's and be addicted to them at more highway robbery prices, OR continue doing what I'm doing and risk losing the wife... I'm thinking, I'm thinking... Yep, it's the big thinking day.
Day 21 - I decide my relationship with my Wife is worth more than anything in the world. Cigarettes are still cheaper than NRT's. I don't want to live on pharmacy dope and hurdle around the side effects either. I'm not a nice person without nicotine. I feel out of place and very unhappy. I don't like these feelings I'm having and I don't want to hurt the Wife anymore. I want to return to the old me, but I'm going to sleep on it and see how I feel tomorrow.
Day 22 - Frack It! I buy some cigarettes and fire up! AAAHHH, I instantly return to the old me. I have a smile on my face for the first time in 22 days. Sure, I'm going to die sooner, but GD'it at least I die happy!... However, I do make a new rule... NO SMOKING allowed in the house or car! It's my business to kill myself the way I see fit! But, it's NOT my business to risk the health of others around me. I think that's fair.
Well, that's pretty much how that scenario went. That's why saying ZERO nicotine is really hard for me to visualize. I'm pretty sure I'm the type of person that needs at least a small trace of nicotine in my system to keep me balanced mentally. My brain is so used to it that I go ape .... without it. I turn into a monster and I even scare myself. I feel like David Banner, "Mr McGee, don't make me angry. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."
YouTube - Hulk Screams Too Much
Sooo... It's a good thing I found vaping!
