blunt but appropriate :thmbsp: I need to drop a few myself, at least exercise a bit
I never listened to people who fussed at me about my health, so I don't expect anyone to listen to me fuss at them over it. Everybody has to make their own choices, and sometimes you get lucky in the genetic crapshoot and treat your body badly and don't get zapped for it. We're all on our own though, and supposedly big boys and girls.
I'm fairly lucky genetically, but not that lucky. Diabetes was a wake up call for me, and I frankly consider it a blessing now; probably the least 'serious' thing that could have happened to me at my weight and fitness level (which was none).
If it motivates you at all, consider that I'm 51 now. I was diagnosed with Diabetes at age 46. I weighed nearly 300 pounds. A former Marine, but I had completely let myself go. Now I am in good health, my Diabetes under control and managed. I have more flexibility and am stronger than I was even when I was in the Marines. I've lost more than 50 pounds. I don't have the cardio-vascular fitness level I had then, but I am getting better. I work out for 2 1/2 hours a night, three times a week, at my local karate dojo and I stay active. I feel better than I did 10 years ago, and I feel younger. Some of the 'old man' stuff that was creeping up on me like arthritis in my fingers and my neck cracking when I tilted it one way or another are completely gone now. Just from exercise.
I could still have a stroke or a heart attack and be gone, just like that. But the chances of it happening now are substantially lower than they were. I have had an echocardiogram and I have no indications of plaque build up in my heart or or major blood vessels, clean as a whistle. I've had my age 50 colonoscopy and I have nothing weird growing in my poop chute (actually surprising given my diet over the years of mostly meat).
The best part about all of it is that I feel good. No more morning aches and pains, no more plantar's fascitis walking to the bathroom in the middle of the night, no more arthritis in my fingertips. And the only drugs I take are Metformin for my Diabetes and Vitamin D because apparently I don't get enough sunlight (says the doctor). I treat doctor visits now as an opportunity to make sure my evil plans to live forever are working, they don't freak me out anymore and I don't avoid them.
Now... if only I could take my own advice and go see the DENTIST...sigh.
To the OP, get your stuff together man. Get busy living or get busy dying, like the man said.