Thanks for the story. I'll provide my own anecdote because it's quite similar (not because it "proves" anything ... just to stall the hawks here):
My mother died 27 September 2008, age 70.
Some three years prior to her death she got a cholesterol measurement and as a result was prescribed statins (specifically simvastatin). Within 1-2 weeks she got worse and one evening she had a violent reaction - as we would discover - to the statins. She swelled up to gargantuan proportions all over and she was convinced that her last hour was at hand. She genuinely felt she was dying and when hospitalized she actually cried. She was not tender-skinned, not by a long shot.
The geniusses at the hospital couldn't figure it out. Then one morning they found the internet print-out my aunt made for my mother (on statins), then hesitantly some of the staff "thought they had found out what was wrong". Well ... duh! Though somehow they didn't, did they, because she began to deteriorate even more after some time in the hospital. She felt it was all coming back and that once more she was walking down the path to premature death.
Yet again my aunt had to intervene. So she looked up all the medicine on the journal and found out they'd actually just switched her to another statin product.
After that crap her body was really damaged. First they detected damage to the heart so they put her on a bunch of heart medicine which heralded a three year long period with pretty severe naseau and vomiting - and the resulting malnutrition. Not to mention extreme water retention. Somewhat later she got bad kidney numbers, but they never figured out what that was about.
The last summer - after they got the water out of her body - she found a lump that turned out to be cancer. Not a bad cancer, but one they aimed at treating and curing. So she got the scans and the chemo to match. We were worried, but not overly. Everything ran by the books. She ran into some bacterial infections, though, and during the second attack she was at the hospital again. Everything was looking good, she felt good and was looking forward to getting home again.
Then Wednesday they find her lying on the floor in her room and upon scanning her they could see that her brain was hemorrhaging in the left lobe. That left her two days with right-side paralysis before she lost consciousness and finally gave in on Saturday.
Just like you I can't help thinking if she'd had a fighting chance had she only NOT been medicated for such a slight and - by all accounts - inconsequential "elevated cholesterol"? Ironically I already knew of the problems with the lipid hypothesis (from both Hendricks, Ravnskov and the other THINCS people), and I definitely know a safe drug that would have removed her naseau in a safe way so she could have enjoyed the remaining years of her life (and bettered her chances for survival had she gotten the cancer anyway).
Yet we decide for ourselves and pick our authorities, and in doing so bet our lives. I think she bet on the wrong horses this time, but it would have been utterly immoral to have taken that choice from her.