A GPs life is death by a thousand forms

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Far be it from me to grizzle about work when I tell myself daily what a lucky duck I am.

That said, here’s this week’s grizzle.

Bloody forms. Bloody filling in bloody forms about stuff.

I step out of the car at the surgery and am hijacked before I can scurry to the building.

“Doc! You got a second? Can I leave this form for you to sign? It’s for the wife to get a hearing check. She saw you last week. You don’t have to do it now. (Oh, thanks.) I’ll pick it up later today if that’s OK.”

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