Room 314 and the Graduation Tickets for Hannah Morgan
The computer hummed, and a small printer in the corner started spitting out a receipt.
“Your health plan only covers forty percent of long-term residential treatment, Mr.
Barrett.”
“The remaining balance is entirely patient responsibility.”
“Then you need to reclassify this as acute outpatient care,” Richard said.
“I can’t change a diagnostic code just to change your coverage tier,” Brenda said.
“The auditing board would flag it immediately.”
I sat in the wheelchair and gripped the cold rubber armrests.