She sighed, looking at the form on the app. Wanting to feel fresh air once again. It was time to face the gauntlet for permission.
Reason for request: 10 minutes at the beach.
… the computer takes some time to connect ….
“Request denied” flashes up on the screen.
… the computer takes some time to connect ….
“User R178-NAL filled in form 18-B-Epsilon 6 months ago for a visit to a the emergency department. Quota has been filled.”
She threw her phone across the room, want the decision, the app, as far away from her as possible. “No fresh air, all because I didn’t want to die 6 months ago”, she mutters to herself.
She looks at plants outside through the crack in the curtain, wondering if she’ll be on the other side the glass ever again.
***
Dystopian, or a slightly hyperbolic version of what Australians who use the NDIS effectively face now?
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