“That’s it? That’s why you dragged me in here? Geez, I thought I was dying!” His doctor sighed. “Hypertension is a big deal. And if you don’t get it under control you will die.” Roger flinched, a little frightened by the man’s flat, absolute tone. Sadly, he wasn’t surprised by the diagnosis. After all, he’d been fighting high blood pressure forever. His uncle and grandfather had both died from heart attacks before their fiftieth birthdays. And Roger was well on the early coronary track. But advances in medicine happened every day, right? He wasn’t desperate yet. “Okay,” he said. “So this special new drug trial didn’t work.” “Your pressure is higher than ever, Roger.” “I know, I know,” he groused. This was his first drug trial, but his thirteenth medication. No matter what he did, his blood pressure kept going up and up. “There’s got to be another drug trial. Something really experimental? Seriously, Doc—” “Seriously, you’ve got to stop relying on drugs and make some life changes.
