Not long ago, my husband said rather casually to me, “I wish I knew when I was going to die.” An important wish, indeed. He was 81 at the time.
But his concern was neither spiritual nor existential. He was wondering whether it was worth his while to have a knee replacement operation.
Finding ourselves in what are inevitably our later years has many different aspects. Some people bemoan the fact of being old, loathe the many vicissitudes of ageing and have a strong fear of death.
Not me. I have always focussed on the positive at whatever age I have found myself – and this includes right now, having turned 82. Indeed, I have written a book that explains exactly why.
But this doesn’t mean that everything is easy. We have less and less energy. Our memories fade. Our bodies begin to show their age in one way or another – or perhaps I should say in many ways altogether.
I tend to summarise this as ‘the wheels begin to fall off’.
Which brings me back to this knee.
As many readers will already know, knee operations are not at all easy. Some proportion go wrong (you end up worse off than when you started) and there is a long period of recovery and rehabilitation.
My husband’s thoughts were very sensible: “If I knew I was going to die in a year, it wouldn’t be worth all the trouble. But if I had ten years, it would be worth thinking about.”
And he is right. It is a difficult decision.
I would bet there are plenty of others in the same situation. Or wondering whether to move house. Or whether to embark on some other major undertaking.
All our lives, we are taught to weigh decisions carefully, taking into account the costs and benefits, including the time available.
Yet here we are with a key variable completely missing from the calculation.
I wish I had an answer, but I don’t.
But his simple question sent a number of ripples into my mental pond. Would we really want to know our expected date of expiry?
Yes, there are some decisions where a clear date of departure from this earth would be useful.
You could make more sensible medical decisions. And perhaps some others. You would know exactly when your things needed to be in order. You could say your good-byes in good time.
But this is undoubtedly a slippery slope. How would it affect your day-to-day relationships? Or the activities you undertake?
Would you be out there trying to fulfil every longstanding wish, ticking off the items on the famous ‘bucket list’? Or would you simply turn your face to the wall some time in advance?
Or would you be the proverbial deer caught in the headlights – so much to do, so many people to see, not certain where to turn?
It is strange the things that you remember. I distinctly remember my mother telling me, when still a teenager, about Socrates.
He had been condemned to death and was due to be administered a dose of hemlock (a known poison). While it was being prepared, he asked to be allowed to finish learning a particular melody on his flute.
On being asked why he wanted to do this, he was reputed to have said, “When else will I learn it?”
I don’t know if this is apocryphal, but it is a good story. Doing something meaningful until the very end.
Are you faced with practical decisions which depend on how much time you have left? What decisions? Is this a problem for you? What would you do differently if you knew you were going to die soon? Or not die soon?
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I am 80 and I have recently met a younger man whom I like very much. I am afraid to start a new relationship although he keeps on saying that age is only a number. Its true that I look younger ….. I keep on thinking that I don’t want to make him loose time with an old lady …..
If you warm to him, go for it. If you don’t, don’t. I wouldn’t worry about the age thing if he isn’t worried. Don’t feel like an old lady – it should make you feel young. I am 82 and am still madly in love with my husband and we laugh every day. You should, too.
I am reminded of a profound comment that I overheard someone say at my dear aunt’s funeral, and she lived to be 92. The comment was “she lived until she died”. What a great way to look at life.
On one level, yes I would like to know so I can get my affairs in order. I keep putting that off now bc, well I prefer to be in my garden or walking the dog or taking a nap or reading a book. On another level I don’t know.
But, all n all. Yeah I would like to know when I will kick the bucket.
Interesting timing, as I am faced with the prospect of getting braces at age 63 as part of getting my smile restored. The thought crossed my mind that if I’m only going to live to age 69 (the age my father passed), then I’m not sure it’s worth it. But if I live to my mother’s age of 94, then it would definitely be worth it. So I think I’m going to think positively and go for it.
DO IT! My 68-year-old sister not only got braces to straighten out the lower teeth, but
crowns on all the top teeth as well that were weathered and stained. Gorgeous!
Me, I’m 69 and went for a full mouth of permanent fixed dentures. My dazzling smile
while last the rest of my days. (My dad died at 88. My mom still amazing at 92.) We
live longer than our parents IF we make healthy lifestyle choices. Do it NOW or you’ll regret, “I should have done tthis sooner.”
I would not like to know when I’m going to die. But if I needed a knee (or any) operation, I would get it. I’m not dead until I’m dead! 😄
I’m not dead until I’m dead – absolutely haha
That is truly a profound statement. And once you die, it won’t matter anymore. So live every day as if it were your last. Try to enjoy every moment that you can. Trust God…let Him be in charge.
Exactly, Carolyn! The first article in this “Sixty & Me” email is “Live Every Day Like It’s Your First”. A key component of Mindfulness—live for THIS minute. No other moment matters. I would have the knee op.
Or “live every day as if it’s your first.” If that’s the case, get the knee replaced!
A fabulous answer, made me laugh out loud 🤣
I’m in my mid-seventies, and had Endometrial Cancer surgery and radiation two years ago. Radiation Disease is nasty, so is wetting one’s britches all the time. I have an Interstim Implant, botox, Bulkamid and also tried meds. Still no perfect solution. It is what it is. But, after tweaking my diet from vegetarian to Plant-based, organic where possible, high fiber, low fat, low protein, no sugar, alcohol or processed foods, and use filtered water and supplements. I tossed toxins in environment, get proper rest and exercise. My risk of cancer is. Ow only 3%. My Oncologist is totally impressed and now eats Ezekiel bread, like me. My new focus is to ride my electric bike further and further. I decided to live life with purpose, and for as long as possible. Death can be diverted more than once. I also survived massive bi-lateral pulmonary embolism. The doctors said they had never seen anyone survive that, but here I am seven years on. Tough old bird lol. Never give up, and never say die!
I was very lucky, I found out I had endometrial cancer 3 years ago, but it was only 3mm and at the earliest stage. I had a hysterectomy the following week, but no further treatment. I now have a check every 6 months involving questions to do with my lifestyle, how I’m feeling in general and a transvaginal scan. I’ve lived 18 years beyond aggressive Her2+ breast cancer and try to take nothing for granted. Meditation and healthy diet all help, I try to avoid processed foods. Glad to hear you too are well.