“Why Me?” 

Just last week one of my patients was in the office asking this important question.  Carl was a man in his forties, balding, portly with a belly that hung at least a foot over his belt.  (I’ve changed his identity.)  Carl worked as a supervisor for a local trucking company.  Office work kept him extremely busy and stressed out, but he wasn’t all that physically active.

Carl had been sent to a cardiologist after being newly diagnosed with Atrial fibrillation.  He suffered...