I used to have perfect vision, now I pretty much wear glasses all the time. I used to have a lot of hair and now I’m losing it in the back and front. What’s left on my head is getting steadily grayer, catching up with my much-more-salt-than-pepper beard. I have tendinitis in my right Achilles and my left forearm and bicep. That’s it for the liability side of my health ledger. In terms of assets, I have a low resting heart rate, a low PSA (the measurement for prostate cancer risk), low blood pressure and low body fat. My daily regimen includes aggressive exercise, intermittent fasting, a vegan diet and avoidance of drugs, alcohol, sugar and anything that might hasten my descent into decrepitude and, ultimately, the terrifying abyss that seems to await us all.
At 55, my program for health maintenance was working … as far as I could tell. It was the question of what I couldn’t tell — the unknown possibility of a “by the time they caught it, it was too late” condition — that brought me to this accounting of my health balance sheet at 5:35 a.m. on the 5 Freeway, driving to the high-tech health assessment company, Health Nucleus, in San Diego.
I pulled into the private parking lot in front of a modern three-story building that houses HN and its parent company, Human Longevity Inc., about 13 minutes before my scheduled 8 a.m. appointment. HN offers a state-of-the-art approach that provides a personalized, quantitative health evaluation of one’s risk of cardiovascular disease, cancer, neurological disease and metabolic disfunction. HN bills itself as “the only platform in the world that combines whole genome sequencing and clinical imaging with artificial intelligence and machine learning to give you a more complete picture of health.” When I told my girlfriend about what I intended to do, her response was, “What are you thinking?” in a semi-horrified tone. A majority of others to whom I told of my plans also indicated that they’d rather remain ignorant of any unseen would-be murderer hiding in their organs or genome.
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SOURCE: The Hollywood Reporter, Gavin Polone