it has been the hardest thing.
***
That morning, I woke up around 9:00 a.m. My body ached from another restless night, and I instinctively reached out to the side of the bed where my wheelchair always was.
My hand hit nothing.
At first, I figured I must have bumped it out of place in my sleep. But when I leaned over the edge of the mattress and looked down, my stomach dropped. It wasn’t there.
“Terry?” I called out, my voice already tight. “Terry, where’s my chair?”
No
