Lisonopril with statins

This basically happened to me. My wife had a hysterectomy at 40 and took Premarin for a number of years which is a form of hormone replacement therapy. It's a fake hormone with side effects and possible health issues so my wife eventually got off that and our sex life went to about zero. I survived a few years taking matters into my own hand so to speak, but it's obviously not the same. Then I went on statins for high cholesterol which resulted in giving me erectile dysfunction. So I stopped the statins but the ED didn't go away. So I investigated what could be done for me and discovered BioIdentical hormones for men and women. They are hormones made from plants with the same chemical makeup as our real hormones. They aren't put out by big Pharmacuticals because you can't patent thIngs that are natural. So I now take testonerone and progesterone and my wife takes estrogen and a small amount of testosterone and our sex lives have returned to normal for us about twice a week. I feel like a man again. Since these are BioIdentical they also have no side effects. Search the web for BioIdentical hormones in your area and get your sex life back again. My wife and I are both 63. Good luck to others in this situation.One more point about statins - they reduce cholesterol which by the way is what your body uses to make testosterone and your other sex hormones so guess why so many in the USA have ED. I stopped taking stains and the FDA and medical folds are slowly changing their thinking on cholesterol - better late than never.

The vitamins, especially high doses of D3, have been making a huge improvement. Two years ago I was told I was too high in D levels, and told to stop, and told I needed to get on this drug and that drug. The American medical model has its place and saves lives, especially in emergency situations, but it also has a lot of limitations. If you don't do what they say, you aren't compliant, and may be dropped as a patient. So I did.
Everyone is different. Otherwise we'd all be clones, and who'd need fiction, because we all would have the same ideas.
Some people take statins without issue. They nearly put me into the ground; still using a cane after two years, and still struggle to catch my breath for a few hours when I get up in the morning. I restarted taking D with my B-complex about three months ago, and I'm able to put aside the cane earlier in the day. And, the past two days, I actually did close to 8 hours of work without coming home and sleeping for 3-4 hours from exhaustion. Even with the migraines and neuro issues, I feel better.
The good news, too, is that writing is easier since I restarted the D3. And, as can be seen by Bard's Tale 2 and 3, my error rate is much lower. Woo-hoo!
Still no reader yet, so I'm contemplating paying someone to give the writing a look-see. He needs the work, and I can spare $20-30. And, he lives next door, so I can bug him about getting it done.
Chapter 17 is rolling along, and I'm about 2/3rds done, based on where I want the story to go. It's already over 100 pages (about 10 on Lit), and hope it will be done within a week or so (so yes, expecting it to finish out around 140-160 pages). And, some questions about the ruling family will hopefully be answered. And some resolutions, too.
For those still hanging on, I am plugging away. Really, I am. Heading back right now to write. Honest. Well, maybe after a little Starcraft I to unwind after work first. It's Friday night. But no sleep tonight afterward, because sometimes I wake up thinking about the story. Like I did this morning. Hmm. Does a Muse torment a writer for a-muse-ment? After this one is done, I'll write the next Bard's Tale, including a visit to Motorcycle Mama's Grilled Cheese and Coffee House, and then back for Ch 18. I'll take a double espresso and two sandwiches, thank you. You know you have no feet? No, it's okay. Just checking, waiter.
Heh heh heh. Slainté

Scene: Large room with floor covered in set mousetraps with ping pong balls. You toss in a ping pong ball. Some traps go off. Try again with same response. Try again with same response. Try again with same response. Try again with same response. Try again with same response. Try again with same response...

A story like this makes me appreciate a woman with morals, with character, with ethics, and with honor. She has none.

This was real! Palpable! Infused with humanity! Characters who meant well but struggled with life, with love, with loss, with memories, with communicating! We love their imperfections and struggles, their goodness and caring! We grow to understand and love them!