I went to work today. It was rather hard work. I am going tomorrow too.
When I got home I could have killed for a cig, but I have managed without one.
I lost my nicotine patch, stuck it back on but I am sure it has moved up and down my arm! I didn't know I had lost it!
I just looked down and there it was, on the floor. Luckily, it was the right way up, no footmarks on it so I stuck it back on. Very hygienic for a nurse.
Wonder when the "I would like a cig" feeling goes?