Paperwork

It's amazing how much paperwork has been generated so far. My IT business brain is screaming at a solution here. I've just received two envelopes in the post from St Vincent's, with multiple forms and appointment information. I have to fill in more forms with my personal details and medical history. It would be oh-so-great if I could have a digitally encrypted file I could send them, or some other sort of pre-filled form. I'm sure some of the dates of previous medical procedures change between forms due to my middle-aged memory :)

I've also found out that an additional Chemotherapy review appointment has slipped in without anyone telling me, so lucky I'm reading all these forms.


 

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