i’m tired…exhausted, really
i’m angry. and worried. i’m scared
as i print journal articles, and copies of months of medical records to fight in this appeal to insurance, i look over at lingering son
he’s fought so hard. we all have…and it shows in both his healing, and in his eyes
i am fighting a machine so enormous, i scarcely know where to begin
so i begin with logic and facts…and land on humanity and compassion
on the value of a life being about more than dollars and cents
on what it costs us all when we begin to lose sight of that intrinsic value, and pursue instead one we can count on balance sheets
balance
lingeringson’s life is in the balance
it’s tipping, and i’m going to set it right
insurance has a finger on the scale, and i’m going to right it
or die trying
©️2019
lingering son 