Rome, year of the Lord 2022 and Municipality III, that of Monte Sacro Alto, Basso and Talenti (prestigious areas where everything costs more) and with Bufalotta, Cinquina, Colle Salario (more populous and popular areas). Therefore a respectable urban cross-section, with over 200 thousand inhabitants. Well it is impossible (so far!) To get an appointment to deliver the DAT, Advance treatment declaration. Translation for the less experienced: if I get hurt and I want to be revived or I don’t want to, the doctors will never know because the Town Hall doesn’t have time to give me an appointment. Because the Town Hall III (under the reign of Paul Emilia Marchionnein the vast Roman empire of Pd) does not respond to citizens. In other words: I have the declaration ready, in which I set out what I would like to be done if it is impossible to communicate with the doctors.
The law requires that it be delivered in the Declaration in Rome to the Municipalities) to be registered, that is, and then collected in a national register (190 thousand registered throughout Italy so far, a trifle for a very poorly known law …). This is an important law available and a very important one for each of us. The declaration also concerns the consent to artificial nutrition / hydration and the appointment of a trustee who can decide based on my will and is the contact person for health professionals. It is not a little … But in Town Hall III no one listens to you: neither the Ruler Marchionne, much less the valvassora Director General of the Offices and imagine what does she care about the opposition valvassini (for example the sparse Groups of the Knights of Action, Lega, M5S, FI) stuck in contesting this and that but not the really relevant situations.
An appointment request to deliver the date, sent to Town Hall III via certified mail on January 21, it received the registration number as a response, three days later! A second certified e-mail with an appointment request, also sent to the Director of the offices on March 18, just had no answer, the protocol number! Stories of ordinary, illegal, massive bureaucracy. Here is the renewal! Here is transparency, here is the direct relationship with the citizen, pardon with the serf on duty. True, it’s my fault after all. I had to send a carrier pigeon (Rome is full) and immediately afterwards go in person to implore the grace of the Royal regent of the empire Pd, also asking for the benevolence of the opposition Valvassini, Knights of the Apocalypse of our rights. My fault that I want to exercise a right. And when ever! And if health falters in the other appointments, I have already decided that my fate is played dice by the doctors. So it goes like this: they (administrators and politicians) are defaulting; and you, citizen, you attack yourself richly (as they say in Rome, the only case in which the public administration enriches you)!
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