Wednesday 15 April I return to the hospital to see Mr P’s registrar. The wound is bigger and deeper. She has the results from the swabs taken last week. Pseudomonas and anaerobic bacteria have colonised the wound in quite large numbers. This needs a heavy hit and flucloxicillin doesn’t have any effect on these little b****rs. The registrar prescribes Metronidozol and Ciprofloxacin for fourteen days. The pharmacist at the hospital tells me I can’t drink while I am taking this and also have to watch when I eat any dairy products. Great. Hopefully I will have finished the course by the time we go to Spain.
The wound infection is getting me down. I have resisted using private medical health insurance for this up to now in the firm belief that the NHS cannot be beaten in treating cancer in this country. They fast track cancer patients and try their very best to treat you well. But I decide I cannot face another stay in the NHS hospital and the possibility of more infections – let alone the ward set up and lack of sleep. So I decide to use my company health insurance scheme. I do more research. I find out that Mr P and his team also work out of a local private hospital. I call the insurance company and yes I can have the full course of any treatment required. Mr P and the private hospital are acceptable. The insurance company e-mails all the forms and assigns me a one contact case manager so I don’t have to go round the houses each time I call. Very impressive. I call Mr P’s secretary. I will keep my next meeting with Mr P, who wants to see me on 23 April, at the NHS hospital and from there I will move with him to the private sector. Job done.
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