Thursday, July 3, 2008

Benign Prostatic Hyperplasia (BPH) - Treatment and Medication


If you are suffering from high blood pressure and Benign Prostatic Hyperplasia, also known as BPH, you should consider taking Cardura medication. It is a very effective drug for such treatments. It is an alpha-blocker. This helps to relax the muscles in the blood vessels. In return, it will lead to a decrease in blood pressure.

For benign prostatic hyperplasia patients, such effect from taking Cardura is desired. This is because the drug frees the tension from the muscles that surround the urethra. Therefore, there will be good improvement in urinary symptoms.

Do Not Use Cardura If:

The patient will generate an allergic reaction to any chemical that is used to make Cardura or drugs similar to Cardura. Hence, it is necessary that you consult a doctor or pharmacist before you start your Cardura treatment.

Before Using Cardura

The doctor or pharmacist who prescribes the medicine must know if the women are pregnant, planning to be pregnant or if they are breast-feeding currently.

Besides that, patients who are suffering from prostate cancer or liver and kidney problems should also refrain from taking Cardura. If patients are taking any health supplements, this must be reported to the doctor as these may interact with Cardura too and may have adverse effects.

Cardura Side Effects

Cardura may interact with Cimetidine or Verapamil. As a result, patient tends to feel dizzy or have a fainting feeling. Vardenafil must also be avoided when having Cardura treatment.

Dosage

Cardura can be taken either with food or without food. It does not matter. When the first dose is consumed, the patient may experience sudden drop of blood pressure. If the patient happens to miss his Cardura medication accidentally, it must be taken as soon as possible. But it must not be taken with 2 dosage at one time.

You can buy Cardura here

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