In a pensive mood
Ever hear the story about a guy who smoked all his life, drank heavily, never worked out, yet lived to be in his 90s?
How about the opposite?
I am in a pensive mood, a bit sad, definitely worried. Let me explain:
For the last several years, where I do my cross guarding, a gentleman has passed by my corner EVERY morning, rain or shine, snow or cold. Exact same age as I am - 72.
He always stopped to have a chat with me before the swarm of kids came along. We got to know each other quite well even though we never took our friendship beyond the corner.
His name is Jim. Widowed, owns a home near my corner. He has never smoked. He doesn't drink. At all. Plus he walks an hour EVERY day whatever the weather. He is in great shape for his age. I have often quibbed that I wish I was in as great a shape as he is.
Just before Christmas he told me he was having dizzy spells but was reluctant to see a doctor or go to emerg.
Since Christmas (we get two weeks off over the Christmas/New Year break) I had not seen him in the morning but we have had a lot of snow and ice and treacherous walking conditions.
Monday morning, his neighbor stopped by - she occasionally walks by my corner as well - and informed me that Jim had had a major stroke. Speechless, numb all up and down his left side. Likely will never be going back home.
How does THIS happen to a non-smoker, non-drinker, fit guy? While I, who am a bit overweight and still drink liberally, keep getting amazing report cards when I go for a checkup?
How is it that I have in my life known smokers and drinkers and who are sedentary, who live to be quite old?
Biology? Luck? Genes? Other lifestyle factors?
Now I am thinking there is no point in lowering my alcohol consumption or getting more active. When the time comes, the time comes.
Makes me pensive just thinking about it.
Pensive: sad thoughtfulness
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