Some time later, I was notified that I had to report to the
company's city offices for a thorough medical examination before
the policy I had chosen could commence. This sounded reasonable
to me, and I knew that I was fit and healthy so I was not concerned.
The doctor gave me a clean bill of health, and congratulated
me on my success. He had checked for any sign of the disease,
but could find none. I was happy that all the preliminaries were
over, but was still not totally convinced that I needed life
insurance.
Weeks passed before I received notification of my altered policy.
The document had an added clause. I was fully covered, so
long as I didn't die from leukaemia!
I was both shocked and annoyed. I thought it disgusting that
a company such as this, which makes a handsome profit from
every policy, could not take such a relatively minor risk. More
than seven years had passed since I was first diagnosed.
My letter was brief.
It read: "No.Thanks."

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