A Tribute to my Father - Statin Memory Loss

[NurseJudy]

WHEN I REMEMBER DAD

He used to smile and twinkle.
He used to call me, ”Toot”.
He told me that he loved me,
Something that I knew.

It was the way he looked at me
When I walked in the room.
His cheery smile and laughter
Could transform any gloom.

When I remember Dad,
He could always make you laugh.
You could say about anything
And he’d turn it in a flash.

A man with a very high IQ
Who could read a book and build.
Adding rooms and building homes,
Though he never joined a guild.

Tricky with the slide rule.
Well informed and knew
So much about so many things
His advice rang very true.

Then they gave him statins.
They said to help his heart.
Now Dad cannot remember
Where books and tools, they are.

They said they’d help his heart,
But his memory did not stay.
The Dad that was my Dad
Has somehow slipped away.

Drug companies lower cholesterol.
It’s found within the brain.
It forms things like the memory.
When gone, the memories fade.

They lowered his cholesterol.
A heart protecting drain?
What they forgot to notice
Was the heart is in the brain.


Will the drug companies call me?
Will they send me flowers?
Will they at least apologize?
For all the stolen hours?

A part of him is still there,
But I don’t know how long.
Would they had left him alone
To hear his silly songs!

It makes me really angry,
This statin induced drain.
They lowered his cholesterol,
But still ruined his brain.

He still remembers Tootie.
The love, it is still there.
The silly songs he used to sing
Still float by in the air.

The companies won’t remember
The DAD who was the BEST.
Who he was, and what they’ve done.
I will not forget.

Judy Johnston RN, BSN
10/05/2006


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[sos_group_owner]

Hi Judy,

Thank you for expressing the way 'caretakers' feel about their loved ones damaged by statins. It's one thing when our Moms and Dads become ill from natural causes (and still not easy to bear) but when their mind and body are stolen by the drug companies, it's totally inexcusable.

Fran

[Cat Mom2]

That is a wonderful poem and about sums if up what these drugs are doing. My fear is the damage it has done to me will not go away over time but get worse. It was stealing my memory and that is when I woke up. I am able to remebmber the words now and pronounce them, my knees have stopped hurting but that pain has moved to the ankles.

It is sad about your Dad and I hope someday, they have to pay for what they have done to all of us!

[NurseJudy]

Dear "Cat Mom",

I do not understand why no one would believe the world was not flat.

I do not understand why my Grandfather did not want to believe we would ever go into space.

I do not understand why all of us are not more interested in the truth, rather than what is comfortable for us.

I do not understand why drug companies, or the FDA, knowingly allow this to continue.

I do not understand any doctor who will not be open to new information.

I do not understand a medical system that does not listen to the patient. It is part of the Chinise diagnosis. We are often intuitive about our own bodies, and know things that a doctor cannot because he does not live in them.

I am sorry you were losing your memory. It is so important. As Doc alluded to in his book, how much brain damage should be tolerated as a side effect from a drug?

God bless you! Judy