We’re getting worried
now. On Thursday the Fox had to go to see the doc. Most of March he’s not been
feeling himself. He’s been hit by waves of nausea & an upset tum, not
exactly painful but unsettled. Things seemed to be getting worse earlier in the
week so he finally went to see the GP, not his usual one.
As we expected,
there was nothing obvious. On Friday we were back at the surgery for various
blood samples to be taken. Now we wait until the beginning of May for the
results.
He’s been given
some antispasmodic medication. It does seem to be easing things. The Fox has
also reduced his alcohol intake, joining me in grape juice with dinner & in
the evening as we listen to jazz & put the world to rights.
However, we are
beginning to wonder if the trip to Italy is going to have to be
cancelled. We’re due to leave here the Sunday after he sees the doctor on the
Friday. He’s telling himself, provided it doesn’t get dramatically worse, we
can still go, even if we essentially end up staying at the hotel reading most of the time. We’re trying to convince
ourselves that we’re just reacting to stress (problems with benefits, the
family bad news, everyday pressures of life etc), & for that matter, even
to the excitement of our Italian adventure.
This coming week I’m
intending to tackle the depressing task of getting some quotations for travel
insurance. I’ve no idea what I can say about his latest problem. It’s not even
been diagnosed at this stage. It could be a myriad of problems, some minor,
some serious, but which? I suspect the premiums have just gone up yet again.
And should I get a
year’s insurance or just the single trip? It usually works out cheaper to pay
for one annual rather than two separate trips.
I’m certainly
getting nervous about the idea of booking a second holiday abroad later in the
year. We had been thinking of going to France then. At the moment I think
we would be wiser to wait & see how things go. I just hope this isn’t going
to be another year like last year, only with the Fox being the patient instead
of me.
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