Well, this is shocking. I just learned today that one of my neighbours just had an implant put onto his heart a few weeks ago, and he just got back to his home on Friday. Sure, I do not really know the guy, and I perhaps talked to him once or twice since I have lived here, but I see him every so often, so that must count, I guess. Anyway, he looks to be about the same as when I last saw him, but he does show his discomfort. I guess what really jumps out at me is his age–the man is only in his thirties. That is quite young to have heart implants, you think?
So this got me thinking about my mortality, and lifestyle. My poor neighbour’s lifestyle choices are poor one, from what I have seen in these last few months. He is over weight, and stays inside his compartment almost 24-7. I hear he plays video games–a lot. I know he smokes, and I hope he has quit by now, but I am sure his past has caught up to him. And I know for sure that he does not do regular exercises. And I I have seen the pizza delivery service at his door on numerous occasions. So I look at my life. I do not smoke, and I try to get out as often as I can, and I try and eat healthy. But I am also in my fifties, so I feel I have lead a good life, and I am on the “home stretch,” as it were, in my life.
Anyway, I am sitting here, thinking about this, having just received the news, so I thought I would compose this Weblog Post.