It wasn’t about money. It never had been.
They had money. They just didn’t have any for me.
Finding a way forward.
The next morning, I called the military hospital again. Nothing had changed. The authorization was still pending. The timelines were still under review.
The time I didn’t have was flying by.
I stared at my phone, my contact list, those numbers I’d never wanted to use. Payday lenders. Personal loans with exorbitant interest rates.