Death in the Near Future

Mitch86

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It should be noted that in America, the average life expectancy for women is 81 years and for men 77 years. At 87 years I am 10 years beyond the average for men and all my health problems are probably related to that fact. My age, alone, dooms me to death in the near future.
 

It should be noted that in America, the average life expectancy for women is 81 years and for men 77 years. At 87 years I am 10 years beyond the average for men and all my health problems are probably related to that fact. My age, alone, dooms me to death in the near future.
If you want a visible example of this, just walk through a typical "old folks home " where the vast majority of the residents will be women, not men. JimB.
 
It should be noted that in America, the average life expectancy for women is 81 years and for men 77 years. At 87 years I am 10 years beyond the average for men and all my health problems are probably related to that fact. My age, alone, dooms me to death in the near future.
Well, we are all at death's door, when we're invited to cross over is a mystery until it happens. My daughter passed a couple months ago at age 43, nobody expected that. But yea, I hear you, those thoughts [of dying] are more frequent as we get further past our prime. I have an uncle that is 95, I hope I have some of those genes. ;)
 

If you want a visible example of this, just walk through a typical "old folks home " where the vast majority of the residents will be women, not men. JimB.
Your right, jimintoronto. I live in a 55 plus apartment. When I walk the hallways of my apartment during rainy days, the vast majority of "masked bandits" that I greet are ladies. Very few men around. Mind you, can't tell much about those ladies behind the masks; lovely, ugly,make up, no make up? I certainly can't tell. I tried to talk to them but they seem to be mumbling behind those awful black drapes so I just move along.

Most of those masked ladies are in their 80s so we get the fire truck and ambulance "droping by" for pick ups about 2 times/week. Rather sad but I think the government is killing them by telling them to wear masks. What they are doing is breathing in again the carbon monoxide that they are suppose to breath out. Probably a very bad idea if you have a weak heart? The mask mandate here ended 1.5 months ago but these ladies are more stubborn than any mule in the Arizona desert. No one, but I mean no one, is going to take their masks away. I guess they believe in "masks forever." Sad to say but I guess the funeral home business is really booming these days but hey, this is a rather depressing thought so I better stop.
 
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Two weeks ago, I attended a wedding..........I was a nervous wreck for months preceding...........then on the day I said to myself "It's here." When it was over I told myself "It's over." I thought, isn't that a good parallel to life. Then I thought of Shakespeare when he wrote (for Macbeth):

"Out, out, brief candle.
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
"

Made me feel better somehow, but Shakespeare always does. Btw, he died too.
 
For intelligent organic entities that love life and existence, certain mortal death is by far the greatest sadness. Most of we humans given our culture and its mental painfulness, tend to avoid thinking about our eventual death or death of those we love until it is unavoidable. But as we pass middle age, increasing numbers of the well known, wealthy, celebrities, and sports figures, pass away in news that sends us an unavoidable message. Also workmates, friends, relatives die that rocks at least many of us to the deep core of our souls. My beloved parents are both gone as well as my only sister and a brother.

I at 73 would already be dead were it not for modern medical science. A few years ago had a bout with diverticulitis that antibiotics took care of easily. And currently am being successfully treated for a blood neoplasm that would also shorten my remaining life were it not for treatment.

I greatly greatly enjoy being alive on this blue water world for the sake of enjoying the planet and life alone, much less the human world, so would welcome existing here forever as long as it was at least with a body at my current physical level that like the rest of this board is sadly diminishing each day. And because of that I've chosen to seek salvation and its everlasting life despite its science improbabilities because the alternative is so hopeless and sad.
 
I've "beaten" the odds, too....will be 80 in a couple of months. So long as I can get up every morning, and feel like doing something, age is of little concern. If I lose any more teeth, I will probably have to get dentures, and I have a bit of Arthritis, but an occasional Aleve pill keeps that under control. In some respects, I am looking forward to the "afterlife", but I'm in no hurry to get there.
 
Given the fact that there is no guarantee that I'll live to see tomorrow, at 81 I'm happy with just seeing my face in the mirror in the morning.

With random shootings, car accidents, & other forms of death happening is there really anyway that can insure living to what is called a ripe old age?

hollydolley asked if were having fun yet. I like that because it speaks to a way to look at the certainty of death & laugh.
 
No, lots of people live well beyond 87, hope you are one of them!
you're right..my ex f-i-l lives near me and he's almost 101..and still going strong despite his almost total lack of sight, and hearing ... My neighbour to the south of me is almost 87.. she goes out 3 times a week.. she has a better social life than me... she was married to a well known English soccer player who died many years ago when she was in her 20's leaving her a widow to raise 2 small kids... and now in her mid 80's she's had bowel cancer and wears a colostomy bag.. has had a hip replaced, and now feeling her age as she told me just yesterday that every day brings more challenges, but up until the last 2 years she tended her own beautiful garden, ((now she has gardeners) drove her car until 2 or 3 years ago.. .. .. but she still is very active, has friends calling several times a week, and goes out with them shopping despite having to use a walking aid..
 
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It is certainly not how long we live, but the quality of life we have in our declining years that makes the difference. My grandfather lived to 98 y/o, although the last few he was bedridden. He smoked his entire life. My mother (his daughter) lived to 89 y/o, even after having strokes, heart problems and epilepsy. She couldn't even qualify for long-term health insurance in her 50's. She was only uncomfortable for her last 30 days. I have a friend who is 95 y/o and smoked much of her life. She suffered a stroke many years ago but made a full recovery. She is still fully mobile, lives alone and drives. She retired from her job this year.

I know there are lots of statistics, but in many cases I think it is all luck of the draw.
 
Well, we are all at death's door, when we're invited to cross over is a mystery until it happens. My daughter passed a couple months ago at age 43, nobody expected that. But yea, I hear you, those thoughts [of dying] are more frequent as we get further past our prime. I have an uncle that is 95, I hope I have some of those genes. ;)
Nathan, I am so sorry for your loss. I can not imagine losing a child...that has to be one of the harshest pains in this world..I see death as a great reunion ...we will again see all those who have gone before us!! :)
 
Death is one of those things you can't help thinking about as you get older, but truly an exercise in futility. I just choose to believe death will be an adventure, or at the worst an end to pain and worry.
The thing is if there is no afterlife we will never know that:oops: does that give anyone else some comfort...for whatever reason, it does me but then again..I really do believe death will be a great reunion...
 
my ex f-i-l lives near me and he's almost 101..and still going strong depsite his almost total ack of sight, and hearing ...
It happens.

My great-grandfather lived to 102, he had a bit too much to drink, climbed a tree, and fell out. Died of his injuries. I can't think of a better way, or time, to go. Its my goal in life.
 
I'd rather not think about these things because no one knows when their time comes.

Friends that I thought would still be around are long gone in their 40s, 50s, and 60s. Yet others may have experienced illnesses and disease but are coping. My sister, who has had stage 4 breast cancer in her 50s and now stage 4 kidney cancer in her 60s is still going strong. She has a smile on her face and loves life. She's not giving up! My mother will be 88 this summer. She still cooks and does her house chores, although she relies on others to help with the groceries. My grandfather lived to 91.

So why ruin the time we have here on earth with ruminating and worrying about tomorrow? Live, live, live! And live some more!

PS I do believe that there is some benefit in going to doctors' appointments and getting tested and taking medicine.
 
It happens.

My great-grandfather lived to 102, he had a bit too much to drink, climbed a tree, and fell out. Died of his injuries. I can't think of a better way, or time, to go. Its my goal in life.
WoW!! but similar with my paternal grt grandfather.. lived to 95 hale and hearty... would walk to the pub every day for a whisky and walk back again... he got knocked down by a bus , which mounted the pavement as he walked to the pub as usual one day !!...when it's your time it's your time. My mother used to say what Fate has for you won't pass you...
 

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