Considering my BMI is embarassingly high (trying to fix that) I thought it might come out to the 60s or 70s at most, but I came in at 82. Not bad.
I came in at 87, which is probably pretty close, at least judging from my mom's parents. Maternal grandfather lived until 86, grandmother until 88. My dad's parents died a little earlier in their 70's--smokers.
So because I do not know my blood pressure it takes two years off my life? Not to worry. Because I wear a seatbelt I get a year back! My grandfather drank, smoked, ate shitty food and lived until 86. Even then, it was a hospital's failure to handle an infection that developed after he was admitted well after he was admitted into the hospital that killed him. I'm sure I will live much longer than I care to.
Geez, I came in at 89 which is absurd. My dad and grand dad lived until 87 and 85, but I'm heavier than them, eat out way too much, don't eat enough vegetables, and eat too much fried food. My retirement plan has me living to 90, just to be safe, but I don't expect to see 80. I guess that normal blood pressure, no family heart disease, and an essentially stress-free life boost my numbers, but honestly . . . I think that this is sponsored by a life insurance company that wants people to buy long-term life insurance and they have an agenda. My financial advisor has a calculator that says I have a reasonable chance to be 100, but he has an obvious agenda in wanting me to save and invest more money for a longer time. I think that an estimator made by physicians would have asked more about weight, diet, current health issues and would be far less optimistic. http://www.lifeexpectancycalculators.com/
92 for me. How long you live doesn't matter it is how much you enjoy your life that is important. Have fun enjoy what you do.
82 for me. On my dad's side, I've had 2 uncles and a grandfather who had esophageal cancer (both uncles died before 55). My dad had stomach problems, but was murdered at 45. I have stomach issues (IBS and reflux). Had my stomach scoped and they said my esophagus has the wearing of a 50 year old, but the medication I am on is helping it heal. I'll count every day over 40 as a blessing. (33 now)
My wife's grandfather was the same way, except he didn't just smoke. He smoked 2 packs a day until he had part of a lung removed at 70. Then, he cut down to a pack a day and lived another 19 years. Go figure. 76 for me
