In case you missed it (this is like the episode recap for Netflix shows), I was experiencing some wicked arm pain. It would wake me up in the middle of the night, aching and throbbing and sore in a way that I couldn't really find words to describe other than, "This sucks." My primary care clinician suspected it could be Rheumatoid Arthritis or lupus, but testing showed I was clear on that front. There was suspicion that the pain could be perimenopause muscle pain, but it seemed less likely because I'm new to the peri-party.
After several weeks of discussions, and lots of tests, and a LOT of nights when the pain interrupted sleep, I was told to stop taking the statin.
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