In this post: The Death Pill, Sausage McMuffins.
About yesterday. I tried like the devil to write a Howdygram post — and failed miserably — because I had so much excruciating pain in my legs I couldn’t even sit at my desk. Once again I’m positive it’s my cholesterol medication that’s doing this. For a couple of years two “killer” statin drugs — Atorvastatin and Pravastatin — caused the same problem, so Dr. M switched me to Fenofibric Acid about five months ago. Here at Howdygram headquarters, however, Fenofibric Acid is frequently referred to as THE DEATH PILL because I’ve developed all of the following side effects: 1) severe muscle pain and tenderness; 2) stiffness; 3) muscle weakness; 4) exhaustion; 5) joint pain; 6) unintentional weight gain (it couldn’t be the Cheetos, right?); and 7) uncontrollable urination. And if that’s not crappy enough, the muscle pain can launch a VERY serious condition called
rhabdomyolysis,
in which muscle tissue tears away from the bone, muscle fibers enter the bloodstream and you wind up with acute renal failure.
Dialysis ... what every diabetic wants for Hanukkah.
So ... I stopped taking the Death Pill last night. I will never take it again for the rest of my life NO MATTER WHAT and I’ll share the news with Dr. M when I see her on May 29. In the meantime I wish I had a Sausage McMuffin from McDonald’s because it’s my favorite breakfast celebration not counting Hormel tamales in a can.
Thank you for reading this.
