The Ultimate Forume Medicale Advise Tread

All of my grandparents lived well in to their 90's. So I have that going for me.

But, (as far as I know) they didn't do a sh!t ton of drugs in their teens, 20's and 30's while consuming copious amounts of booze and cranking butts... So there's that as well.

 

Crushed by Xenia Onatopp.

 

Cirrhosis or heart attack. I try to live healthy but fail pretty miserably...
"It's not how you feel, it's how you look," and I look Maaaaarvelous!!!

 

Me as well. However, I am not sure that it is a good thing.
Once your past 75, and walk around dragging a leg and crouched over like Quasimodo, drooling, grunting and moaning, do you really want to live into your 90s??

 

Lemme tell you sonsabeaches one thing, I make it to 75 I'm doing every single drug I could get my hands on, meth, whatever.

 

I agree with you 100%. Quality of life is everything. When I see old people using walkers to get around or in wheelchairs, I can't help but think suicide would be a better option. So to answer your question, no I don't want to live into my 90's.

 

And yet so many of them have a strong desire to keep living.

 

Out of fear, Betty, nothing more.
Fear of the unknown, in their minds.

 

My pops has had two heart attacks, two triple bypass surgeries, and a stroke. So I got that going for me.
Could also be mouth cancer from dipping for the last 40 years...
The ancient Germanic peoples considering dying of old age in your bed to be the worst way to go. The "straw bed death" they called it and it was considered a shame that the man did not go out on a battlefield in a berserker rage.

 

What's that snippet from the Hagakure...something like, if a man's head were to be suddenly cut off, he should be able to do one more action with certainty.

disregard previous drug comment re: post 70's. If I make it that far, I will make my last stand in defense of the Earth. Maybe float a houseboat full of goods into the Glen Canyon Dam?

 

I always used to have a feeling I'd go in a car crash. But not so much.

My grandma is in her 80s, been smoking since she was 13, and she's still going strong. She still goes out drinking and stuff. Not a wheelchair granny at all. I used to smoke but quit, so I think I'm safe there.

I'll either get hit in the head and drown surfing. Already almost happened once. Or electrocute myself at work. I have a bad habit of getting zapped. Luckily it's always with 115V stuff, but it's only a matter of time before I touch the bye bye wire. Some heavy ass voltages running through some of the power plants I work at.

Sometimes I get chest pains. Always think I'll have a heart attack, and I'm only in my mid 20s. Doc says I'm good though and I lead a fairly healthy life style. Although all the coke and ecstasy from past years couldn't of helped. Don't do it anymore, but I did a whole life's worth of drugs from like 18-24. Had my fun and stopped. Hopefully that dosn't come back to bite me in the rear

 

autoerotic asphyxiation runs in my family, so likely that

 

Lol ^

 

That's some funny sh!t right there!!!!

 

Visit a few nursing homes. Longevity ain't what it's cracked up to be.

 

+1,000,000... I spend some time in nursing homes for work. Usually to donate product because I feel bad how people are treated (insurance pays for the cheapest possibly equipment whether it works or not)
It sucks being super old and not being able to do the things you did when you were younger... The cool peeps I talk to whose minds are still good realize they can't physically do anything and are depressed. Nothing cool about getting old

 

Yeah, it's extremely depressing. You're kept with people you may or may not like in a place where the most exciting thing is bingo on Mondays and Fridays. Just getting dressed or going to take a dump is a strenuous activity that you need someone else's help with. You have little to no authentic human interaction. I don't fear death but I do fear getting old.

 

Been through that ordeal with my Dad who passed in March this year at age 86. He had fallen in the backyard, broken his hip in Jan of last year, and had a partial hip replacement. From then on, it was a slow decline. At his age, the surgery and anesthesia were a shock to his system.

Increased immobility and dementia, multiple urinary tract infections, blood clots in legs, huge weight loss, multiple trips to hospital emergency rooms (to be treated like a lab experiment), stays at rehab facilities, shared a room at the nursing home for his last ten months, pureed food, having to be lifted out of bed with a Heuer sling lift, stuck in a wheel chair, wearing diapers, the pervasive smell of urine, bed sores, and finally a week of hospice care before he passed.

I'm now caring for my legally blind Mom of 84. She's on a gradual decline but still living at home. A very negative, obsessive, and difficult person to deal with on an ongoing basis. I'm often at the end of my rope and experiencing caregiver burnout. The whole aging and care process sucks. Very expensive, even if you have long term care insurance. An don't get me started on the whole funeral business.

As I understand it, the Indians left their aged behind to die when the tribe moved on. Sounds cruel, but isn't what we now do to keep the our aged alive, regardless of their quality of life, cruel as well? And for what purpose? So others may profit at our expense?

 

^^^^ That's a really good point. Humans feel so entitled. Maybe that's not the right word. But people get old and die. It's life. What's the point of trying to make them live longer? So we can say how advanced the medical world has gotten? Or is it just because someone decided we should live longer? When nature takes its course and it's time to go, it's time to go. We shouldn't try and fight that

 

And this is why, early in this thread, I said I would consider suicide around age 75. (condition dependent)
Who da fvck wants to be rolled around in a nursing home while drooling on your lap??