As a baby boomer, I sometimes ponder if I'm half-way through this wonderful life. Well apparently I need ponder no more.
While browsing some health websites, I ran across a "Life Expectancy Calendar" that will actually estimate the number of years I will live. Whoa.
It is based on personal data including my health, family history, social habits, and how much I drink. Uh oh, I'm so dead next week. I love my red wine. Sometimes maybe just a little too much.
I decided to give it a try, and I admit, with a little trepidation. Not because of the wine so much, but a few other factors I won't share here. Here we go.
- Yes, I get a physical, see a dermatologist and endure an annual mammogram. Whew.
- No, I don't eat a whole lotta red meat. Not that I don't want to. I'm an Iowa gal.
- Yes, I have many healthy relationships with both friends and family. Extra points here I think.
- No, I don't weigh what I should. But I'm working on it, very s-l-o-w-l-y. Damn those carbs.
Okay, I'm just about five minutes into the questions and feeling pretty good. I hope the almighty calculator agrees.
I've answered 40 questions. I had to guess about my blood pressure, and I think I may have gotten the systolic and diastolic numbers backwards. That's probably not going to be good.
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Okay, almost there. Okay, I'm hitting the dreaded SUBMIT button.
Well would you take a look at that!!!! I'm going to live to the ripe old age of 88.
I feel really good right now. I want to plan a vacation. Change some of the things I didn't answer too well. After all, I now know I could have many decades to ripen.
Come one, take the test. It's only ten minutes out of your life.
