Being Wary Of Your Mortality
When a few of your (not-so-old) friends, friends’ friends,
acquaintances, Facebook friends, Facebook friends’ friends are dropping dead
because of some illnesses, you can’t help but be wary of your own mortality and
the fact that you’re also not immune to these diseases, especially if you’re already
experiencing some minor aches and discomfort every now and then.
So first, I had my blood pressure taken, which result was
neither normal nor too high, something I could manage or bring down through
diet and exercise. Then, I had a blood test, which results were fairly normal,
except for a bit high cholesterol (probably the effect of binge-eating during
the holidays and the past few days), which, fortunately, can also be managed and brought down
by diet and exercises. Then I thought of undergoing HIV/AIDS test, but I changed my
mind. I haven’t had sex for more than fifty years now so I think it would be
useless.
I also thought of having an ECG test but I also changed my
mind. The doctor would see that my heart is…
broken. And he'd be dumbfounded what medicines to prescribe me. I know the medicine I need but it's not available in drugstores.
It’s our duty not to die young because of diseases that we
can avoid if only we’d instill a bit
of discipline on ourselves—but who can blame us if the food and drinks that do the
most damage to our body taste heavenly?
Like this ice-cold beer and sizzling sisig I’m about to
partake.
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