I have yet to meet many adults who weren’t interested in staying healthy, but each of us being unique find are own paths. Perhaps it begins with our parents telling us to do certain things like eat a good breakfast, or bouts of illness we experiences during our lifetimes. I believe that keeping healthy is amazing when it comes to quality of life, not always in terms of longevity. As far as I know there are two things we can’t choose, when we are born, and when we die. I also think many unhealthy choices are out of our control, the air we breathe, the chemicals in the food we ingest, our genes, and the viruses we acquire unknowingly from others. It would seem that what is considered good for us today, might be frowned upon in the future. Therefore becoming paranoid about a person’s health could be an exercise in futility. Here is what I mean in these terms.
As I mentioned above quality of life is very important for our well-being. My Mother used to say to me hard work never killed anyone stress does. Constantly worrying about health can be very stressful, so my perspective is doing what makes you happy in moderation is a much better quality of life. I was diagnosed with high cholesterol, my father had it, and the doctor put me on Lipitor, saying I should watch my diet. One of my favorite breakfasts were eggs and toast, but for year’s eggs were taboo for those with cholesterol. I denied myself that pleasure for several years, only to find out new studies saying an egg a day is alright. Also one of the side effects of using that medication is liver damage, better to take it than not, but there are risks come from all angles including the medical cures.
Veering back to longevity for a second. I had a childhood friend who didn’t smoke, do drugs, ate well and died at twenty-seven years old. He walked into gas stations to visit his buddy, it was robbed and he was shot dead an innocent by standard. Another childhood friend just died last year at 54, wasn’t a drinker or smoker but passed from leukemia. How about all those children and adults murdered senselessly in the concentration camps, what quality of life did they live prior to becoming prisoners of war? One of my grandfathers died in 1970 of colon cancer, if he had lived in these times would have survived.
I personally respect the medical community, all the advancements have saved so many people’s lives, which is a miraculous thing to do. The problem is they can’t save everyone, simply because for whatever reason let it be God’s will or family genes, when our number is up it is up. Spending our lives being paranoid about what could happen, I don’t believe is a healthy way to exist. My suggestion is do what you feel is best, but in doing so don’t deny being happy for a possibility of living a hundred years! Live long and prosper!