I scanned through the email. My sister was changing doctors and asked my mom for our family’s medical history. My mom forwarded the message to all of us. In a list that only went back a couple of generations, heart disease appeared three times. Cancer made the list five times. Only two of my recent ancestors had died of “old age”. If I had to die from something on the list, I found myself wondering, which would I choose? It was like I had received some sort of morbid menu.
I didn’t really bother me, getting a glimpse of my unhealthy future. I’m not really scared of death (unless that death comes by drowning in a undersea science lab whose structure has collapsed in on itself – omgosh that’d be terrifying). It did, however give me a final push to do start doing something I’d always wanted to do: completely live the Mormon code of health, the Word of Wisdom. Continue Reading
