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A Game Of Morbidity

Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by Dcc001, Oct 26, 2011.

  1. Dcc001

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    A 100-year-old man recently ran the Toronto marathon.

    Focus: How do you imagine yourself dying? Will you live a long, fruitful life and run marathons into your eleventh decade, or go out in a blaze of glory next year?

    Alt Focus: Where do you see yourself in five years? What milestones MUST you accomplish before you die?
     
  2. Harry Coolahan

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    I've always assumed I won't live past 30. I just have a high-risk lifestyle, and at 21 I couldn't even count on two hands how many times I've almost died. This doesn't really bother me—in all likelihood, I will live past 30, which will be awesome. But it is nice to live with a sense of urgency in doing the things I really want out of life. Anyway, chances are I'll die of cancer in my 80s, but in the meantime I gotta make the most of what little time I can be sure I have.
     
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    Re: An Game Of Morbidity

    A 27 year-old man also died in the Toronto marathon.


    Talking about death scares me, but there are a few things I want to do before I kick it...

    I want to swim with dolphins - but not dolphins in captivity. That shit is for the birds, and I'm so against it. I want to swim with dolphins that are making the choice to swim with people in the wild.

    I want to eat lobsters on the coast.

    I want to play no-limit Hold 'Em in a real casino. Just once.

    And lastly, I want to visit the family I have left in Catanzaro and Cosenza before I die - but more importantly, before they die.
     
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    How have you not done this? I was considered an amateur amongst my college friends because I only did it occasionally.
     
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    I'm a little intimidated by real men at real casinos playing real poker. Not quite the same dynamic as local tournaments or playing in a garage with 20 stoned young men.

    But one day, before I die, I'm doing it.
     
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    Sack up, display some cleavage and win some money.
     
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    I'm still of the mindset that I'm invincible and won't ever die.
    I just can't imagine parts of my body just up and quitting on me or even the idea of getting a terminal disease and not being able to make it through alive.
    It's not like I'm 18 and haven't dealt with anything more than a cold before, but I just haven't reconciled the idea that people actually do die when they get older and it happens on a pretty frequent basis.

    My family is disposed to long life as well so I could easily make it to my 90's. I have 6 relatives who have either made it past 90 or are close to doing so without even a hint of slowing down.
     
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    My family has almost perfect health history. No cancer, Alzheimer's, dementia, etc. The only thing that seems to catch up with my family on occasion is cardiovascular stuff, but that is all because of lifestyle. My grandma on my mom's side had a rough as shit life. Lots of smoking, being obese, working bad jobs, multiple marriages/divorces...and she eventually had a series of strokes. Those didn't take her out, oh no...she was stubborn to the very end. She simply refused to eat anything and went from being obese during her life to about 90lbs before she died in her late 70s.

    My great aunt died a couple years ago. She was 97. Her mind was perfect and she was pounding beers with us til she died. Her parts just wore out.

    Since I take reasonable care of myself, work out (no sign of osteoporosis here, bay-buh), and avoid unreasonable risks, I can look forward to a long period of bad eyesight, achy joints, and difficulty hearing before I simply turn into a pile of dust. Oh joy.
     
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    Focus: I usually always answer this question with if by some miracle I make it to retirement age I'm going to take up a nice rewarding heroin and acid addiction. Since by then I would have hopefully seen all there is to see in the world, so why not explore elsewhere?



    Alt Focus: As long as I've got a good job, good wife/partner and a nice house I really don't care. As far as milestones go the only thing I really want is to own a nice house and live a simple, complication free life. The first one is possible, the second?.. I doubt very much.
     
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    I've always assumed it's going to go one of two ways for me:

    Either dying in my sleep in my eighties as a cute little old lady.

    Or, dying of breast cancer in my forties.

    I'm keeping my fingers crossed for the former.
     
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    I've known how I was going to die as long as I can remember. My heart will flip into an arrhythmia, the cardiovets will fail and I will slip into unconsciousness and never wake up. This could happen at literally any time. I am way past the age they told me I could expect to live to.

    I want to have a singe successful romantic relationship before that happens. Thats it. Seems like it will never happen.
     
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    Re: An Game Of Morbidity

    Focus: Spontaneous combustion, heart attack, or (lung, prostate, or colon) cancer. I'd prefer the first. No funeral costs, and I love surprises.

    Alt. Focus: In 5 years, I'll be wherever I'm supposed to be in 5 years.
     
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    I used to think about where I'd be in five years, but I've given up on that one. Like lust4life, I'll be where ever I end up. Hopefully I'll be done with school by then, but as long as I'm comfortable and happy, I'm good.

    As far as dying, who knows. Prostate cancer could be a legitimate problem given my families health history, but I'm hoping medicine will have gotten more advanced by then.
    Parkinson's disease. My Dad's dad and Mom's mom both had it. I'm really hoping it doesn't catch up with me.
     
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    In five years, I want to be employed as a teacher, not living in my parents house, and (because I'll be 30) in some sort of serious romantic relationship (married, engaged, living with the guy, etc.) Maybe have a baby by that point (I'm not too worried about this, though. My mother started having kids at 28 and didn't stop until she was 45. All of whom are physically and mentally healthy.)


    As for how I'll die? I'm going to be obscenely old and die in some sort of extreme sporting accident, an activity I will have picked up in my 80s just for shits.
     
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    Last year, my plan was to figure out when to use "An" in proper grammar.

    I think I have a idea now.
     
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    I'm triple the normal risk for getting Hodgkins Lymphoma because of my sister and having one of my cousins go through and die from it a few years ago, I definitely don't want to go that way.

    I supposed I'd like to go while taking a shit like Elvis. But also with a dildo, clown make-up, a kettle corn scattered throughout the room to puzzle the cops and coroner.
     
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    I should be dead. I beat stupid odds and am lucky to still be around.

    I suffered a lower anterior descending myocardial infarction about a year and a half ago. No heart disease, no prior warnings. If I would have taken a nuclear stress test the day prior, I would have been given a clean bill of health. I was suffering from seasonal allergies, didn't hydrate properly the night before and morning of so all attempts during was for naught, the temperature was mid-90's and I went on a very long bicycle ride. My heart rate was too high for too long and my blood became too thick. As my other systems got stressed, it put even more pressure on my heart. This perfect storm lead to a rupture of the artery wall fairly close to my heart. Very few in situations like this live to tell this tale.

    I knew something was wrong after my ride, but thought it was heat exhaustion. Nobody was home so I called 911. If somebody would have been home, I wouldn't have called and I'd be dead. If I had gatorade at home, I would have signed the release paper when the paramedics said I was probably fine and they would have left and I'd be dead. If a neighbor was home, I'd have gotten gatorade or similar from them, paramedics would have left and I'd be dead. I decided to go with the paramedics to the hospital just to make sure I was ok. En route, the wonderful paramedic decided to hook me up to an EKG as she wasn't liking my slight tightness in my chest. Weird number shows up. They stop, tear down the machine and hook it back up thinking the device was broken. Same number was weird. We were on our way to hospital A. If we would have gone there, I'd be dead and they would have needed to air lift me to hospital B. They ask me if I want to go to hospital B as it's a better equipped heart facility and they want to be safe, it's only 5 minutes further in another direction from where we were going. I agree and off we go. They give me nitroglycerin. It saves my life.

    Nobody thinks I'm having a heart attack as I am very far from a normal candidate. Even when we get there nobody still really thinks it's my heart as I'm not showing normal heart attack symptoms other than the chest tightness. I'm alert and for the most part not feeling too bad. The cardiologist on call is waiting for me at the hospital. He takes one look at the EKG and says to me, "You're having a bit of a heart attack." Off to the cath lab I go. Local anesthetic in groin artery and in the cath goes. He finds the clot and clears it up and puts a stent in. At that point, I was awake and while feeling tightness in chest, never did I feel in danger of dying. No idea how serious this is. Knew nothing about what a heart attack is, etc.

    Hell, even after he was done, the assistant asked me if I was ready to go. I asked her if I was going in for open heart surgery or what was going on. Nobody was telling me anything even though I was wide awake and aware of all that was happening. She responded with a laugh and told me that I was done and heading for recovery. I was fixed and going to ICU for recovery. It wasn't until I talked to the cardiologist the next morning that I found out the true seriousness of what happened. Well, the artery at that point was 99% blocked. 100% blockage gives you about a 5 minute window in a lower anterior descending myocardial infarction. I had what is known as a "widow maker". It's the big one. Very few survive. I did.

    This was on my wife's due date for our first child. Bless her and bless that baby. They waited for me. Ten days later, my beautiful daughter was born. I was recovered enough to be fully involved in the birth. It's been a rough year and a half, but I'm alive and being alive is wonderful. Everyday I go into my daughter's room in the morning to get her up and ready for the day I am reminded of my mortality and the blessing of being alive and a potential reason for me still being here.

    I had a nuclear stress test 3 months after the event and was very very lucky to find out that I have no blockages anywhere. I only lost about 4% of heart muscle and it is all at the tip and has no impact on function. My heart is pumping a very strong 63% ejection fraction. Anything above 40% is good and 55-65% is very good. I not only survived but have a prognosis that I shouldn't worry about this happening ever again as I'm now monitored for life so I can't develop heart disease. I still have suffered from anxiety issues and recently went in for another nuclear stress test. All came back just as good as before. Prognosis is even better. I'm off most meds which very rarely happens. It's going to take a long time but with some work and of course time, I should be able to overcome the anxiety issues.

    I could go tomorrow or I could live another 60 years. Regardless, at this point, every second of it is borrowed time and I need to make sure it's as good as it can be.
     
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    I've known for a while that I'm going to off myself eventually. It's interesting to examine the little ways that affects your life:

    -I will never get life insurance, because it's suddenly a terrible bet
    -I won't bother with a prenup, because I'm not going to survive a divorce anyway
    -I can't own a gun, and I probably shouldn't even handle one for any extended period of time.
     
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    If I live into my 70's or 80's and run out of money, I'm going to hold up a bank.
    If I get away with it; great ... extra cash.
    If I get caught, they can throw me in jail where I get free accommodation, food, medical care etc.