I had recently found a new doctor. After two visits and exhaustive lab tests, he said that I was doing ‘fairly well’ for my age. A little concerned about that comment, I couldn’t recites asking him: “Do you think I’ll live to be 80?”
He asked, “Do you smoke tobacco or drink beer, wine or hard alcohol?”
“Oh no, I rarely touch alcohol”, I replied. “I’m not doing drugs either.”
Then he asked, “Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?”
I said, “Not as much as I’d like to, my other doctor said that all red meat is very unhealthy.”
“Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf, fishing, hiking or bicycling?”, he asked.
“No, I don’t. I’m too busy”, I replied.
He asked, “Do you gamble, drive fast cars or have a lot of sex?”
“No”, I said. “I don’t do any of those things at my age.”
He looked at me and said, “Then why do you want to live to 80?…”
Moral of the story: Live your life, you only have one chance. And do it while you still can.
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