So September is Brain Aneurysm Awareness Month, and as it happens, I received this advertisement from AAA life insurance (I added the red box):
First of all, not to be pedantic (well, okay, to be pedantic), but Jodie didn’t die from an aneurysm. She died from a ruptured aneurysm. They don’t kill you until they pop. (I’ve made this same attribution error in one of my books, where a character suffers a sudden, severe, let’s call it “thunderclap” headache and her husband wonders if she’s “having an aneurysm”*; but now I know better.) And second of all, on the back of this—and, indeed, of every—life insurance solicitation I’ve ever seen that trumpets not requiring a medical exam, it says this:
And one of those three simple questions is always “Have you had a stroke in the last X years?”, a stroke being, of course, what you get when an aneurysm ruptures. (The question is not “Do you have an aneurysm?” because, if you do, and it hasn’t ruptured—which most of them never do—you almost certainly don’t know it’s there.)
Anyway, I, fortunately, already have two life insurance policies which pre-date the whole aneurysm thing, so we’re all set there. But this is a good reminder that the time to arrange that sort of safety net for yourself is before something happens that makes you need it, because at that point, nobody is going to give it to you.
* Spoiler alert: She’s not.