I quit, cold turkey, in 1976. I had just watched my dad die at 55 and his brother, just a few months later. My aunt said, "The doctor told Chuck (my uncle) that he would die if he didn't quit smoking, but he just couldn't." At that moment, the clouds parted, I heard the heavenly chorus, a beam of light shone on me and a voice said, "Ya wanna die too, Dumbass???". I quit that day. It was a bugger, but I knew it was now or never.
Anything that you have to do to quit smoking is good, whether it's the vapor thingees, hypnosis, acupuncture, or whatever.
Good for you MJ, and yer lady too. I bet her hair no longer smells like an ashtray
