Sunday, July 29, 2007

Car Lungs and an Anthem

Before I sat down in the chair, I warned my periodontist that I hadn't kept up my end of the bargain but that I had quit smoking 41 days ago (but who's counting) and that I was ready to get serious and do my part starting today. Some of the damage may be somewhat reversible to a degree, but some of it just is how it is (bone doesn't just come back once lost, funny). She and my awesome dentist that popped in agreed that quitting smoking was the absolute best thing I could have done and that it will be a huge factor in preventing tooth loss. I never felt better about this decision to start taking the Chantix and get on with quitting smoking once and for all than I did right there at that moment.

Since the place is no longer right around the corner from where I used to live, getting there and back requires some driving (but the dentist and his fabulous staff are so worth the drive). Whenever there is a fair amount of driving without a ton of weekday traffic, the radio volume goes way up (I'm too considerate to crank it up so much around town because I hate it when others do), and I sing/scream along with the radio. I'm still not ready for the stage (unless it's karaoke) or a record deal because my voice still only sounds good to me (even that, not so much), but I can hold notes longer and sing my heart out even more with all this extra lung power I've got going on. So, I'm driving and singing and flipping through a wide variety of stations (I listen to everything, even talk radio), and "Already Gone" by The Eagles comes on. It's old school, but it's good school because I love that song. And even though, like so many good songs, it was written about a girl, this song made me think about my feelings about quitting smoking and just being all done and ready to put it behind me. While I was screaming along about fee-eee-eee-ling strong with my fresh from the dentist/perio chick feeling, something hit me, and when it did, I kind of got a little emotional about the whole thing - in a good way. It only got better because as I sang/screamed along to these lines, I knew this song had become my own personal good riddance to smoking anthem:
Well I know it wasn't you who held me down
Heaven knows it wasn't you who set me free
So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains
And we never even know we have the key
You've all heard this song; I know you have. On the off chance that you really haven't and want to just hear a snippet, go to the Amazon page for Eagles - Their Greatest Hits 1971-1975 and scroll down to "Already Gone."

As cheesy as all of the above is, do I even need to tell you that I feel awesome today?


  1. I don't think it's cheesy to have a "theme song" at all. It's really no different than the song that you and your hubby danced to at your wedding. You chose that song as a theme for a personal triumph/mile marker in life. I'm sure like most schools you had a "class song" when you graduated. Why should quitting smoking be any different??

  2. Driving along sing screaming with the radio on ..... I have to admit I do that myself!

    And, you've put me on a mission to find my own quit smoking anthem ... when I figure it out I'll make a post about it ....

    It's cool that you're having smoke-free, wholesome fun!


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