Looks like I won’t be slipping off these mortal coils anytime soon.
However I have them fooled. I noticed that there was no scale for disability or chronic medical condition. I have MS and I bet that skewers the answers. .
MikeS
One reason I had problems getting diagnosed is because I am one of the minority of MS sufferers who had a negative MRI. Not only that but MRI machines vary in their ability to detect lesions and/or spinal cord/ brain atrophy. If your doctor is relying only on an MRI and you still have clinical signs of MS, you should see a neurologist who specializes in MS. If that doctor is affliated with a teaching hospital all the better.
I am six years older than my wife. According to our separate calculations, we are 8-10 years younger than our chronological ages and shall both live into our nineties and I’ll live one year longer. But who knows?
I found this quite amusing. I’m 24, and apparently my “real age” is 12.6…. Hubby was quite interested to find that out…lol. He is 25 and tested at 20.8.
Paula,
I live in one of those places that has state-run health care. I’m not sure what the doctor relies on anymore. I’ve had enough MRI scans to make me attractive to nails, rebar, and loose iron ore. I do know that the X-ray machine at the hospital is held together with duct tape, I don’t want to know about the MRI machine.
Maybe that should be another factor in the test…living with government-run health care systems. Should take a few years off the total, eh? Maybe I’ll only make into my 70s.
As others have pointed out, though, does not take into account certain disease or disorders, nor does it take into account genetic defect. Example, no one in my family has/had coronary artery disease BUT my father and I both have congenital heart valve defects (nothing major, just there) as did one maternal cousin who died at 33 of a heart attack related to his valve defect. I can`t help but think that the double-whammy history and my own diagnosis could have an effect on my longevity. Or not.
According to this survey I’m 18 years younger than my 55 years. I would wager if I started acting like a 37 year-old again my life expectancy would go down.
In defense of my advisor, I meant merely that going back twelve years would return me to the point where I was just starting the research phase of my dissertation, which I defended in 2000. (It actually took eight years – including the MA – but that was largely because I was in Washington DC and my sources were in out-of-the-way places like North Dakota and Idaho).
Off topic, I realize elves, but I only just caught up with Professor Fate’s comment.
Interesting…although as both a person of faith and a person who works with the disabled community, I find this to be rather incomplete.
I did like the fact that being happily married adds years to one’s life – all the more reason to enjoy celebraring our anniversary this weekend! 🙂
Looks like I won’t be slipping off these mortal coils anytime soon.
However I have them fooled. I noticed that there was no scale for disability or chronic medical condition. I have MS and I bet that skewers the answers. .
Paula,
I thought the same thing as I’ve been checked/tested/examined for MS or Parkinson’s about ten times in the past 8-10 years.
But it was fun to see that I’ll live well into my 80s; unless I die first.
MikeS
One reason I had problems getting diagnosed is because I am one of the minority of MS sufferers who had a negative MRI. Not only that but MRI machines vary in their ability to detect lesions and/or spinal cord/ brain atrophy. If your doctor is relying only on an MRI and you still have clinical signs of MS, you should see a neurologist who specializes in MS. If that doctor is affliated with a teaching hospital all the better.
God bless and I hope you stay in good health.
I wonder if the Social Security Administration would accept this in lieu of a birth certificate, since it qualifies me for retirement 7 years early.
Apparently, I’m twelve years younger than my actual age, which is rather comforting, but I don’t think I want to repeat my dissertation years.
Jeremy,
Dissertation YEARS?? You should have fired your advisor.
I am six years older than my wife. According to our separate calculations, we are 8-10 years younger than our chronological ages and shall both live into our nineties and I’ll live one year longer. But who knows?
It was fun comparing notes.
I found this quite amusing. I’m 24, and apparently my “real age” is 12.6…. Hubby was quite interested to find that out…lol. He is 25 and tested at 20.8.
Paula,
I live in one of those places that has state-run health care. I’m not sure what the doctor relies on anymore. I’ve had enough MRI scans to make me attractive to nails, rebar, and loose iron ore. I do know that the X-ray machine at the hospital is held together with duct tape, I don’t want to know about the MRI machine.
Maybe that should be another factor in the test…living with government-run health care systems. Should take a few years off the total, eh? Maybe I’ll only make into my 70s.
I am 39. Real age is 16, life expectancy 97.
Hubby is 51, real age 42, life expectancy 86.
As others have pointed out, though, does not take into account certain disease or disorders, nor does it take into account genetic defect. Example, no one in my family has/had coronary artery disease BUT my father and I both have congenital heart valve defects (nothing major, just there) as did one maternal cousin who died at 33 of a heart attack related to his valve defect. I can`t help but think that the double-whammy history and my own diagnosis could have an effect on my longevity. Or not.
According to this survey I’m 18 years younger than my 55 years. I would wager if I started acting like a 37 year-old again my life expectancy would go down.
I guess I’m the only one actually older than my 56 years! Bummer.
Wow, I have a real age of 6.7.
I was wondering if I’d end up younger than my daughter as the numbers kept going down.
It was fun! Nice to know this well-read couch potato may last til my 80s!
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In defense of my advisor, I meant merely that going back twelve years would return me to the point where I was just starting the research phase of my dissertation, which I defended in 2000. (It actually took eight years – including the MA – but that was largely because I was in Washington DC and my sources were in out-of-the-way places like North Dakota and Idaho).
Off topic, I realize elves, but I only just caught up with Professor Fate’s comment.