I've often considered talking about my brother's lack of concern for his health, but I always end up writing a long-winded rant and then deleting it. The gist of it is, he's uber unhealthy about his lifestyle choices; granted, he doesn't smoke or drink or do drugs, but he is super careless when it comes to everything else.
He is extremely overweight, which has caused him to have knee problems (that lead to knee replacement surgery), and has been having sleep problems for the last few years. AND HE'S FORTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD. You should not be a complete and utter physical wreck at that young of an age. He was a track and basketball star in high school, for fuck's sake!
Basically everything came to a head on Sunday evening when he couldn't breathe and thought he was having a heart attack. He checked himself into the hospital, and we've been told he has too much fluid around his heart. He's also diabetic and has severe high blood pressure, among other things. He's going to be in the hospital at least until Thursday so they can monitor his blood sugar levels.
I'm so upset and angry that it had to get to this point. It sounds terrible, but I'm glad this happened--he needed the wake up call badly. Nothing my mom or myself said to him made a difference, but maybe THIS will. There's got to be some sort of incentive for making a lifestyle change; no one can make that decision for you, and my brother is a grown-ass man. He should know when it's time to get his shit together. I realize that a LOT of this stems from deep-seeded emotional issues, and that therapy needs to be involved in this process, but for god's sake, he's gotta start somewhere.
In the meantime, ahaha, I'M GOING TO FLORIDA IN FOUR DAYS. Nothing like having a family member in the hospital just before you go on a ten day vacation. :|