Medical bureaucracy is a nightmare to navigate no matter where one is in the world. Back in September, after finally clearing all the hurdles set by my medical provider, I got approved for starting feminizing HRT, and they submitted my application for the off-label prescription of my medication to the Hungarian National Centre for Public Health and Pharmacy, in what was described as a routine process that should take no longer than 1-2 weeks. I won't bore anyone with the details, but the authority ended up sitting on the applications (hundreds of them, in fact) until today, forcing my medical provider to transfer all of us on paper to a clinic in Belgrade so that we could get foreign prescriptions on a temporary basis until the matter was settled.
Despite all my documents (including the two valid medical diagnoses for Gender Dysphoria, one by a clinical psychologist and another by a psychiatrist) having been in order when we had applied, the NCPHP abruptly ruled that they won't take their own five-month-long inactivity into account, and will enforce their arbitrarily decided six-month term of expiry of the diagnoses, giving us 15 calendar days (extendable a single time for another 15 days upon request by the medical provider) to produce a replacement diagnosis no older than six months old. You can imagine how that would go for hundreds of affected people living in a country the size of Indiana where there are only a handful of psychiatrists willing to produce Gender Dysphoria diagnoses, let alone on an urgent basis.
The fact that my medical provider sent me an e-mail about this and requested an urgent reply 30 minutes before their closing time is only the icing on the cake.