How many more years would you want to live?
This is kind of weird but I just wanted to know how many of you have a real deep desire to continue on here and if so, for how long?
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I love life but I don’t want to stick around to watch my body fall apart. I don’t know how early or late it will be – given how cruel my body has been to me already, I can’t see it being kind to me when I’m 70. But who knows.
Not sure about years, but i’d like to wake up tomorrow, still breathing.
My mother had a terrific run until she was 93; the next three years weren’t so bad in the scheme of things either.
Until the heat death of the universe. I want to see how everything plays out.
I don’t know. I know once I am in bad chronic pain or very debilitated I want the choice when to die.
As long as I can feed and wash myself.
I’m good to go at any time. I am a life lover, but with this economic crash that has left me wiped out the last couple years, well….I have zero desire to be elderly and financially insolvent.
I am not enjoying it now in my mid-50’s. haha
I am at peace with my mortality and have had lots of great life experiences, so, anytime is fine with me at this stage of the game.
I am all about quality of life, be that physically, mentally/emotionally and financially.
I’ve had a good run and I strongly disagree with the obsession of living to be 100 or more.
We simply do not have the resources to support the mega herd of ancient humans that stand poised on the horizon of the next couple decades, especially considering how many of my generation are boomers gone bust.
As long as I am able to take care of myself and enjoy life.
I’ll want to live until it’s just not fun anymore.
Many of the elderly would have a looser definition of what “taking care of myself and enjoying life” is than younger people.
My mother was able to stay in her apartment in the staged care community where she wisely moved to in her late 70’s until the end. Towards the end of her life, we had a woman come in for several hours a week to supervise the shower and shampoo, fill the pill boxes and just check on things in general. My sis, her husband or I popped in also several times a week also for a chat, a cup of tea, and a general appraisal. We did all her finances and took her to all doctor’s appointments…very few towards the end, mainly the cardiologist for her pacemaker.
Until the day she had a massive stroke (which took her out three days later), she chose to hobble on her walker to the communal dining room twice a day, easily ¼ mile each way. It took her forever, but the exercise was not a bad thing and it was better than sitting in the apt., alone, getting a meal on a tray.
She did say that she was ready to die, but kept going to meals with a hearty appetite. She continued to read and watch TV and enjoy her very brief (15–20 minutes) with us. Was it fun? I don’t know.
Long enough to see mankind living in a world where everything is fine. A world where there is no wars, hunger, corrupted politicians and everybody got a job with good healthcare and pension care. And very important that we can go to other worlds on holiday.
@antimatter Dream on, you’ll be joining John Lennon in that great imagine in the sky, way before that happens. haha
Coloma, you made me laugh hard. Thanks for the laughter.
@antimatter Yes, it is. All illusion and folly. But oh, what a dream! :-)
I have such a strong sense of self-preservation, that I would never go quietly. Some people think that whoever dies with the most toys wins. I seem to think that whoever lives the longest wins. So my ultimate goal is to be the last person standing.
@Skaggfacemutt: The older I get, the more irritating the toys become. They all need to be dusted, repaired, replaced or removed at some point. I have 8 silk lamp shades I bought decades ago; they are all in shreds now. Hard to even find a retail store in my area that makes custom-fitted shade.
I don’t think people are thinking about their toys when they are dying, but they might be thinking about their accomplishments. Did they accomplish everything they wanted to, did they do everything they wanted to. For some people their accomplishments involve what some people see as toys. My husband always wanted to be a race car driver. His race car could easily be seen as a very expensive toy and his hobby as a very expensive luxury, but it is a way for him to do something he always dreamed of, even though it is not at the professional level. My only point is perception is everything and we can’t always know why someone does something. For me it looks expensive, exhausting, and a ton of work. For him, it’s all worth it. Not only the thrill of driving around the track, but the commrodority he has with his freinds who do the same sport.
Not too long, I am not one for hanging around here much. To be quite honest, if it did not mean my departure hurting those left behind, I would quite happily drift off in my sleep!
32 more years, until I am 90, provided I am ambulatory and can see.
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Doesn’t really matter to me. I came to terms with my existence at a fairly young age.
I could die in the next second and it wouldn’t bother me.
I could live forever and besides the boredom, I wouldn’t be bothered by it. Unless I was just a head. No face of boe for me, no way!
About 16 but no more than 20. If I live to see Oct. 1, 2030, I win.
I would like to live at least 40 more years. For some undefinable reason, I want to make it to 90.
I want to live to be 145, so when people ask how I lived so long I’ll say “I ate a pinecone every day.”
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