What is a day worth? Recently RadioLab did an episode on Worth. It’s pretty darn good, and like all great stories, it’s full of laughter and sadness. In the beginning of the episode, they ask random people on the street, how much is one day of life worth? The answers are all over the place. Here’s my own speculation:
I imagine that a day of life when you’re in your thirties is worth considerably more than when you’re on your deathbed. You may think you’d consider every moment to be sacred when they’re your last moments, but what if you had to spend them in bed, peeing into a catheter, eating through a tube. I mean, I don’t know. I’ve just heard too many old folks comment that they’re ready to go. But then I’m in my thirties, so I consider every day to be quite valuable right now.
Here’s some context. There’s a drug that claims to extend the life of those who take it, on average, by forty-two days. So how much is that drug worth? Add to the equation that forty-two is an average, so some people will live for a few years and some will die right away. It’s a gamble.
Another question. This one from Reddit. If one year equaled a million dollars, how many years of your life would you sell?
Some people said they would only sell a few weeks so they could pay off they’re student loans and buy a new car. A lot of people thought they had to give up the years in the middle of they’re lives, so that they missed out on some milestones they may not have wanted to miss.
One person said exactly what I thought: I’d sell one year, because with a million dollars you can live off the interest for the rest of your life. Then, if your quality of life is better, your stress levels will be lower, and your life expectancy will go up. So you’ll get that year back and then some. Like earning interest on an investment.
So here’s the down to earth question. If a year is worth a million dollars, then a day is worth a little over $2700. How did you spend the last $2700 of your life? Was it worth it?