OFF to the school in Balloch first thing. I have a good session with the kids and let them know I’m not around next week ‘cos of the gigs down south.
The doctor calls. We have a dilemma with our annual travel insurance policy which is up for renewal. My diverticular disease has to be declared but the question ‘have you been hospitalised with the condition’…mmm…not an easy one. My hospital visits are always caused by non-stop, ongoing vomitting…at some point during my admission my bloods and resulting scans indicate a diverticularitis flare up..which somehow always makes it’s way onto be discharge papers as beaming a presenting cause of admission. Funny, then, how every doctor, specialist or consultant has always fiercely denied any connection between the vomitting and divertularitis flare ups! I have never had any presenting symptoms of diverticularitis when going to the hospital…just the vomiting and delirium.
I need the doc’s advice on how to answer. Unfortunately lately he says the records are the records and most likely the insurers will take them to be gospel…ah well, worth an ask…I do manage to persuade him to refer me for an ultrasound to see if we can get to the bottom of the vomitting thing. HE reckons the CT scans etc would have shown any gall bladder issues, but a few folks including a radiologist fan who’s followed my hospitalisations on Facebook have told me that a ultrasound could show up issues missed by the fancier CT scans….
Margaret speaks to the insurer who seems to understand the situation and, after consulting the powers that be, gives a much more favourable quote. Phew!
After all that run through the release and promotion plan put together for a pal and message him to see how the ‘tasks’ are going. After a bit more work it’s time to wander along to Betty’s for dinner…