Apr 2, 2007, 7:27 AM
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Bubba, I'm not one to cast stones in this area but really, how healthy do you think your liver is at 65yo after a long and colorful life?
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Yes, but since I started drinking at 13, 52 years ago, surely, I´ve built up remarkable immunity. Batman should have my liver. Perhaps the Smithsonian is interested.
Quite seriously, you have gotten to the heart of the reason for my inquiry and anyone in their 60s plus, regardless of lifestyle, should assume some compromise of their liver function. Last year, when I came down with a serious case of typhoid and blood tests looked like a homecoming call from Jesus, the doctor told me that, despite the regenerative nature of the liver, a person my age with a history of alcohol consumption, would always have a weakened liver function even if future blood tests were normal and, as a result, future liver problems could prove more problematic than would normally be expected.
Ths subject is something of a taboo since alcoholism is endemic among members of the Lake Chapala retirement community but I felt it was time to explore the issue since I need to make the right choice at this stage of my life. I have become even more concerned as we will soon be moving to Chiapas at least part of the year and illnesses relating to filthy food and water are a major problem there.
I have also been a bit put off by some who have moved to the Lake Chapala region and like to brag on another Lake Chapala forum about how they eat food prepared by street vendors and forego necessary sterilization of fruits and vegetables at home because they are so tough and, thus, superior to us mere mortals. If they want to kill themselves, that´s fine with me but it is grossly unfair for these shallow braggarts to mislead newcomers into careless habits in a country where the food chain is completely compromised and not to be trusted. Just read an earlier post on this thread where the poster speaks of an acquaintance who, in one meal at a filthy diner, found himslef dead a month later.
Bubba is no longer 29 and eating among the pigs and goats wallowing in sewage and discarded food at some slop hole on the road to Dar es Salaam. My Aunt Maude is waiting in the nether world to scold me for a wasted life. I see no reason to rush that event.
I´ll consult with my doctor.
(This post was edited by Bubba on Apr 2, 2007, 7:28 AM)