It sat by the front door all night long – lights shining – all night long. My mother-in-law died a day and a half before Christmas. Most of the things that filled her room, the things needed for a woman who had been completely bedfast for 3 years, had been cleared out. The hospital bed went back to the company that provided it. Many items were donated to people or organizations who could use them. The only thing that remained was the fabulous electric wheelchair the home health company insisted was needed. It sat quietly in the hallway, never used because Kay was afraid of it.