It was the anti-cholesterol drugs that were making me feel fatigued and dragging, so I stopped taking them. My doctor prescribed fenofibrate, an older, non-statin type of anti-cholesterol drug, and though that had the same side effects, they weren't as pronounced as with the statins. If I take one every other day I can tolerate it reasonably well.
As for the effects of the stroke itself, it's pretty accurate to say that there aren't any. I'm playing the guitar again, not quite as well as before but not like a 2nd-grader either. I can hold a gun straight again, and I'm slowly - glacially slowly - rounding back into good shooting form. The operative phrase, I reckon, for the stroke is "no appreciable permanent damage." That's not only good news, but apparently almost never happens. The National Stroke Foundation (stroke.org) has a sobering set of statistics on the matter:
- 15 percent of stroke survivors die shortly after the stroke
- 10 percent require care in a nursing home or other long-term care facility
- 40 percent experience moderate to severe impairments requiring special care
- 25 percent recover with minor impairments
- 10 percent recover almost completely
There's nothing I can say to imbue those stats with an additional sense of gravitas or drama; they speak, I think, for themselves.
So anyway, that's that. Wow, that was more detailed than I thought it was going to get.
The news that I referred to in the title of this post is this: After over a year of inactivity, I've updated my other blog, Peace, Love and Ammo. In that blog, and again here, I promise to update that blog a deal more frequently than this one.
Well, that's it from me. Go see a doctor if you haven't recently.