Take the Flowered Cane

Some folks are blessed with excellent physical health. And then there are others...who aren't. For about half the days in any given month, my hip vigorously protests when I climb up and down stairs or walk for any distance. On half of those days, the knee also complains. After falling several times when the knee or hip decided to quit working, I was afraid I would do some serious permanent damage.

For a long time, I just didn't walk. Then I discovered I could complete a walk if I used a cane. Sigh. That cane made me feel old. Never mind I was already hobbling around like an ancient old goat. I could still tell myself I wasn't in that bad of shape. Somehow, using the cane made me face up to reality--and I wasn't ready for that.

One day when the hunk and I were in Wal-Mart I saw a cane covered in flowers. Over his protest that I didn't NEED another cane, I bought it. And the next day, I took it for a test run. And you know? I didn't feel so old. Having a stylish accessory for my walk made it all different. I find I don't mind walking when I have my fancy flowery cane.

Maybe I'll look around for one with a dragon's head...

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