Zoe made this beautiful, poignant, amazing video about her journey through FQAD brought on by Cipro/ciprofloxacin, and when she posted it, she said:

“Dear 16-Year-Old-Me,
I promise you will be okay.
Love, 18-Year-Old-You.”

Beautiful, isn’t it? Please share it. Zoe is an amazing woman, and her video illustrates her story so thoughtfully and perfectly.


Zoe’s story of fluoroquinolone toxicity can be found here –


A year earlier, at the November 5, 2015 FDA Antimicrobial Drugs Advisory Committee meeting to discuss fluoroquinolone safety and warning label changes, Zoe provided the following testimony that further describes her journey through FQAD:

My name is Zoe Chapman, and I am not representing any organization. I am a 17-year-old high school senior from Olympia, Washington. I traveled 2,811 miles yesterday to tell my story.

February 16th, about nine months ago, my life was wonderful. I had just earned 100 percent on my AP calculus midterm, performed cello in my high school’s production of The Sound of Music, qualified for state with my percussion ensemble, and began my third job as an after-school caregiver and tutor. I was happy, healthy, and making the most of my time in high school.

February 17th, I was prescribed ciprofloxacin for an uncomplicated UTI. Five days later, I was in the hospital. CAT scans, ultrasounds, MRIs, EMGs, spinal taps, urine samples, blood draws, and no answers, just the repetitive mantra, “Finish the cipro.”

No one ever checked the side effects to see if they matched up with my problems, numbness in my arms, legs, and face, then extreme pain, first in my abdomen, then everywhere. I couldn’t sit up or feed myself, let alone walk.

I began showing behavioral changes and then full-on hallucinations. Even when, two weeks later, I broke free from that mental regression, I could no longer attend school, play my cello, hang out with my friends, or do anything because of the debilitating pain and exhaustion.

The physical pain was ghastly, but the emotional pain was murderous. Depression and anxiety cruelly convinced me that I had lost everything that made my life wonderful. Now my life is a nasty mess of appointments and pain and absences and exhaustion, and I am a long way from where I was physically and emotionally before I took cipro. However, I have come miraculously far compared to most people. I sent back my wheelchair a month ago, and I’ve returned to school almost full-time.

My heart goes out to everyone who has had a much longer and harder timeline, and that is an unacceptable amount of people. Within my sphere of life alone, my acupuncturist, my physical therapist’s wife, my 15-year-old friend Caroline, my mom’s coworker, and the thousands of people that I have met online through support groups all have FQAD.

I understand fluoroquinolones’ usefulness. They can save people’s lives. But they can also destroy them. I plead with you, please find a way to limit them to the last resort.

I tell my story today because I cannot bear the thought of other kids going through what I am. I tell my story today to turn this horrible part of my life into protection for others. I am a reminder that fluoroquinolones don’t discriminate by age. I am a reminder that your children’s lives could be destroyed by these drugs.

A three-minute speech requires everything to be concise. However, my past nine months have not been concise. They have stretched out for what seems to be an eternity. The many facets of suffering that fluoroquinolones cause are long and drawn-out tortures that myself and so many others have had to, and continue to, endure.

Please fight for stories like mine to stop becoming people’s realities. Thank you.

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