a powered-assist model,” Terry explained. “You can control speed, direction, even elevation. It’ll help you stand partway if you need to transfer.”
I looked at my husband in shock.
“You really did all this… without telling me?”
He nodded.
I let out a slow breath, tears running down my face.
***
Terry helped me into the new chair. It took a few tries to get comfortable. Everything felt unfamiliar — the balance, the responsiveness, even the height.
I looked at my husband in shock.
“Try moving forward,” Terry urged.
I pressed lightly
