My grandparents lived well into their eighth and ninth decades. They were happy, healthy and remarkably well preserved. They woke up early every day, ate a healthy breakfast and went off to attend to daily chores despite their advanced age. Their days were spent toiling on the farm (despite their children’s protests that they would provide everything for them and they need not work) and every evening they went home with farm produce to prepare for their supper. After an evening of banter with their grandchildren, they would then retire to bed early in preparation for the next day. They avoided alcohol except on special occasions and even then, it was taken in moderation. Obesity was unheard of amongst my grandparents and their peers. All this, in the 21st Century.
The scene described above still happens in some parts of Kenya. However, we are slowly descending into an unhealthy trend. There is a slow but definite decline in the lifestyle and quality of life amongst our elderly. This decline has largely been perpetuated by myths.