I was born in February 1963. Upon reflection, I don't think that I've ever given anything but hypothetical thought to living past 2043. Two of my grandparents died at 80, one at 60 and one at 90. My parents are 77 and 78 and are quite frail. I've recently noticed that I've had this mental ceiling of 80 years old for as long as I can recall. I wonder if it will dissipate now that I've noticed it. Do you have a gut feeling about when you will die? PS As a writing assignment in high school, we were to write our own obituaries. I didn't take it seriously, but I remember what I wrote, and I see now how far off I was. It went like this - One hundred and eleven year old billionaire, senator and philanthropist, the Rev. James Mayhew M.D. passed away while consummating his marriage to the twenty three year old Mrs. Buffy Mayhew. - World leaders convene in Geneva - See related story.
You can get a genetic test to gauge when you will die from natural causes. But watch out for the bus or the mass shooter. Methuselah supposedly lived for 969 years, What did he do that was worthwhile?
These two calculators give me well into my 90's. Up until recently I had figured I would be doing good to make 80. Now I may have to go back to work just to have enough money for my old age. https://media.nmfn.com/tnetwork/lifespan/#0 https://www.blueprintincome.com/too...TCIsIndlaWdodF90eXBlIjoiSU1QRVJJQUwifQ&lc_r=y
When is irrelevant as far as I am concerned. Quality of life is way more important and there are two aspects that both go to QoL. The first is health and the second is our loved ones. IOW's I could drop dead right now with the knowledge that my loved ones KNOW that I loved them and that my QoL was optimal for me at this point in time. What I do NOT want is to have a long lingering degradation of either my physical or mental health. I have witnessed the impact of that on too many others to ever want to impose it on my own loved ones. That can degrade their own QoL so no, I would rather end my own life than put them through something of that nature. While my paternal grandparents died relatively young from the Influenza epidemic my Great Uncle made it to 99. Both my parents died in their 70's of health problems that could have been avoided by giving up smoking. On my maternal grandparents side they both made it into their late 80's although my grandfather did have both diabetes and Alzheimer's. So WHEN I die doesn't really matter to me since it is inevitable. All I really care about is HOW I die.
You do realize that those "calculators" are designed to scare you into buying that insurance, right? They don't care how long you live just as long as you give them YOUR money NOW!
All my grandparents made it to their 80s My dad dies from pall malls in his late 50s Barring anything unforeseen i expect I'll make it to my mid 60s - early 70s. I have no interest in artificially pronging my life. I want to die when my body tells me i can no longer carry my rifle out in the wilderness alone.
We have our entire lives to prepare for death. Everyone who lives suffers and dies. Suffering and death are experienced by everyone who lives, yet they are far less universally thought of, let alone discussed.
i'm with @Derideo_Te ... time/longevity is irrelevant, quality is everything... going quickly & quietly (whenever that time comes) is preferable to lingering on life support & being a burden to your family... thankfully, my family line the males die young (~73) so it'll be party time when i approach 69, hate to be late to my own demise so may as well speed things up... death is nothing to fear... there are no god(s)...
Hell, I'm not waiting till my golden years, for that! LOL Drinking a beer, right now. The dead soldiers next to my desk...
We can die from thousands of different causes but only one will kill us. As long as you can avoid that particular cause you will continue to live.
I did but I passed it long ago. My father died of heart disease at 53 and my mother died of it at 49. I am now 75 and not particularly frail. I've been through a lot of heart disease too but medical science has progressed a lot since the deaths of my parents. I don't even think about death. I just take one day at a time and plan for the future as I always have.
As they say, life is a sexually transmitted disease and the end is always fatal (lethal). That would be a loooot of brick laying... and sex.
It is odd that when I was younger this subject is one thought of quite a bit but now that I am in my 70s it seldom comes into thought. If I am lucky perhaps I have 10 years left but probably one to two left And boy did it fly by like a jet on after burner! I am at that place where all of the people that I spent life with are all dead and gone as I realize I did not appreciate none of them as I should have. Yet most of us act as if these people would always be there. If we are lucky we will live long enough to where life has stopped giving and is now taking away . For the alternative sucks ! Haha. Good thing is my death does not take up much time or space in consciousness. Once you get old death , the thought of it does not torment nor does fear consume the mind. That is a blessing. This reminds me of a line from an emily Dickinson poem learned long ago in a hot and humid english class in the rural south ..."because I could not stop for death, he kindly stopped for me .