Here's something to think about. I recently picked a new primary care doctor. After two visits and exhaustive Lab tests, he said I was doing "fairly well' for my age.
A little concerned about that comment, I couldn't resist asking him, "Do you think I'll live to be 80?"
He asked,"'Do you smoke tobacco, or drink beer or wine?"
"Oh no," I replied. "I'm not doing drugs, either!"
Then he asked, "'Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued ribs?"
"Oh, no," I said, "My former doctor told me that all red meat is very unhealthy!"
"Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like playing golf, sailing, hiking, or bicycling?"
"'No, I don't," I said.
He asked, "Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?"
"'No," I said.
He looked at me and said, "Then, why do you even give a shit?"
There is no pleasure worth forgoing just for an extra three years in the geriatric ward.