How long do you expect to live?

I'm planning for mid 60's, but we really don't have a lot of say in it. I barely made it around a dynamite truck in the process or wrecking yesterday, so I'm happy to be here today!
 
I'm 73 and try to put back the pieces as fast as they fall off. I'm in pretty good shape for someone that has had diferticulitus, gall bladder, an aneurysm, diabetes and cancer. My goal is to live long enough that my employer, that pays my pension, has to put a contract out on me.
 
I'm 41 and my biological father died at 42 after a long time exposed to Agent Orange. My Pop, who raised me, is now 73. No genetics are shared between my Pop and I, he decided to adopt me when I was 6 months old.

I don't think Pop expected to live as long as he did, nor did my biological father expect to die as young as he was. Given these facts, as long as I outlive my biological father, everything else is gravy...
 
Tough subject. I am 51 so I am way past the half way mark but feeling pretty good. I don't know how much time I have left but I do know the only day I can live is today so I intend to enjoy it!;)
 
A clogged up artery caused a near fatal heart attack when I was 54, now I will be 58 soon and I look at each new day as a bonus and hope for many more.
 
I've always heard that guys should look to their Fathers side of the family for life expectancy. Well, here it is:
Great Grandpa was crazy as a loon, but lived to 92.
Grandpa was 67.
Dad was 55.
I just turned 47.
Ain't lookin' good for me.
Plus I have about $300,000 of life insurance coming to my heirs, and Missus P&R Fan is going through 'The Change" (See my post in the Surviving Menopause thread).:eek:
I really hope she tells you all goodbye for me when I take the Dirt Nap.:D
Jim
 
Sir, after that whole menopause thread, death is starting to sound kinda good. :(

Hope this helps, and Semper Fi.

Ron H.
 
I have reached the point where l accept every day that the good Lord gives me as a gift. If I see light when l wake up, l know it's going to be a good day! Both my Mom and Dad's parents lived well into their 80s and 90s. Pap's gonna be 89 in September and l'll be 62 in December. If l'll continue to watch my eatin habits, include some moderate exercise and be mindful of serving others... I figure on at least being here till l'm called home.

Blessings,
Hog
 
I worked rotating shifts for close to 30 years. The statisics that I have read says that doing all that time going around the clock can actually take 10 years off your life. I retired at age 50 with a small pension some workmens comp and social security. I have had the honor of being with the same woman since we both go married. Put two daughters through college. And I'm still above ground.I'm not afraid of dying, but what scares the bejesus out of me is getting alzheimers or cancer. The God lord upstairs has it written down somewhere that I'll shuffle off this mortal coil when He wants me to. So I treat each day as a given and try my best. And I sincerely think that is all one could expect. Thanks, Frank
 
I'm 41 and have what I'm told is a fatal disease. If I listened to "they" then I only have a couple more years. I have never listened to "they." I'm cool with death be it from what ails me or something totally unrelated. I've done what I wanted to do and will keep doing it 'till I can't. It's good that family expects it even if I don't. It will be easier on them IF they outlive me. A blaze of glory? Who knows.
 
As long as I can while healthy. Beyond that, evens or odds. I won't burden others and will not have someone changing my diapers. I'll make my own choices as long as he lets me. If my mind goes, I guess it won't matter to me.............................
 
My maternal grandfather was a pretty funny English immigrant; picture George Burns with a British accent.

He used to tell me he wanted to live to be 100. I was young, and curiously asked him, "Who wants to live to be 100?"

He would reply in all seriousness, "The man who's 99!"

He made it to his mid-90's. His first wife died at 53.

My recent ancestors seemed to either make it into their late 80's-early 90's or die in their 50's or early 60's.

I'm 59 and don't feel so good. I'm worried...
 
My mother's father died at 55 of a massive heart attack. My father' father died at 71 after being crushed in a logging accident. From what I've read, men take after their mother's side of the family. Since all my mother's family had heart problems, it is likely I'll not live so long. All of her brothers died in their 60's to mid-70's, with serious heart problems. But, my mom lived to be 79... and died eight years after a devastating stroke. And my dad died at 84 of lung cancer. So... maybe there's hope for me. I am currently 55... the same age as my mother's father, when he sat down on the porch after mid-day lunch... then stood up and died. And I am 8 years older than my now deceased identical-twin brother who died of cancer in 2004.
 
Never! When I get old enough I think I'll have myself frozen until they can fix me. If not then I will be just like Walt Disney and Lenin! Prior to that I am hoping to terrorize the good looking nurses in the old folks home and I will be organizing wheel chair races and be winning everyone else's denture adhesive at poker.
 
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