The 5-Minute Evening Ritual That Saved My Dad’s Life at 72 (And Why Cardiologists Don’t Talk About It)
The call came at 2:47 AM—my father had collapsed in his bathroom, clutching his chest. He was 72. He ate oatmeal for breakfast. Walked every morning. Took his medications. Did everything his doctor told him to do. But nobody—not one doctor—ever talked to him about what he did in the evening before bed. Most people…
