I have been ill for almost a month. It began July 3rd with simply feeling off and became a nightmare of a fever over 103, pneumonia, excruciating pain in all my joints, and a severe headache. My feet and ankles became swollen as well as my right knee and my hands. The pain in my hands was so bad I could barely feed myself and was unable to dress myself so my husband had to dress me. I couldn't stand on my own so my husband had to assist me in getting in and out of the bed, a chair, and even the bathroom. I experienced depression that was so deep and dark I wasn't sure I would survive my illness and I didn't care.
I believe all of this happened to me as a result of taking the blood pressure medicine Cozaar. I have done an extensive search on the medicine and every one of my symptoms are known side effects of the drug. I was prescribed the drug to protect my kidneys since I have Type II diabetes.
When I was so ill the doctors thought I possibly had a secondary infection to the pneumonia that attacked my joints. I began to question that and tried to think if I had been doing anything different. I finally remembered that the only change I had made was the addition of Cozaar to my medicines. I began an internet search that led me to the side effects and other patient complaints from using the drug. Since everyone of my symptoms were known side effects of Cozaar I stopped taking the drug about a week a go. That is when I started seeing improvements in my health.
I am beginning to heal and can walk part of the time without a cane. My hands have improved, but I am still suffering a lot of pain in them. I am really weak at this point, but I am determined to regain strength and have my life return to normal.
I would caution anyone that is on prescription medicine to do some homework about how you are feeling and research the medicines you have been prescribed. If I had not made the connection to Cozaar and how I was feeling I am not sure I would have survived it. Not only was I suffering from physical pain, but the mental was scary.
Through all of it my husband has been my caregiver. I feel so bad that he had to do it all himself without any help. He is truly my angel. I was also blessed to have online friends who joined with me, my friends and family to pray and send well wishes for my recovery.