What's This 104 Year-Old's Secret To Living So Long? Simple, Three Dr. Peppers A Day
FORT WORTH (CBSDFW.COM) – A Fort Worth woman is celebrating her 104th year of life. “Well at 103 I didn’t think I’d make it, but I’m still perking along.” At 104 years old, Elizabeth Sullivan says she doesn’t need the advice of real doctors. So she keeps another doctor close by. “People try to give me coffee for breakfast. Well, I’d rather have a Dr. Pepper.” Sullivan fell in love with the soft drink’s trademark “23 flavors” when she was in her 60’s. “I started drinking them about 40 years ago. Three a day. Every doctor that sees me says they’ll kill you, but they die and I don’t. So there must be a mistake somewhere.” For her birthday she got a very big surprise. A beautiful cake shaped like what else, Dr. Pepper. Commenting on her special day she said, “When you live to be 104 and still can talk to nice people, you deserve some Dr. Pepper, but I never expected this.” “Man I’m feeling good. I’m glad I’m still here. I’m glad I’m not in a rest home. Glad I can read books and watch TV and have people come by and say hello.”
Love it. Senior citizens, although slow and dangerous behind the wheel, can still serve a purpose. This 104 year old’s purpose is to prove that doctors are full of shit. They don’t know what the hell is going on. A doctor will tell you drinking three Dr. Peppers a day will absolutely kill you in 10 years or so. No way you make it 100. No way you make it 70. Or 60. They’d pretty much tell you you’re gonna die in three days. They’d be wrong. Doctors don’t actually know how some people live long and some people don’t. All a guessing game. Sure, they’re pretty good at what they do but everybody’s different. Clearly Dr. Pepper agrees with this lady and has allowed her to live so long. The sugar, the carbonation, the deliciousness (Dr. Pepper is a Top pop for me, maybe Top 3). The other 97% of the population would be limbless from all the diabetic surgeries if they tried this. Basically what I’m taking away from this lady is that you have to find your super food and that it’s different for every body. Find that and you’ll live to be 200*. I’m crossing my fingers that my super food is spicy Mongolian chicken from the Chinese joint down the street. If it is, I’ll be the first dude to 300. So go out there and find your super food. It could be anything so you’re gonna have to try it all.
*I think I’d rather die at 60 with all my brain cells and full thinking capabilities than going any further and risking my brain turning into silly putty while my family decides what to do with me. 60 years feels like a good run
h/t ronan