I went to see my new primary care doc this week, and the first thing she asked me was, “have you considered using a quad cane?”
A QUAD CANE!!!
It felt as though she had asked me if I had picked out a headstone yet.
I use a cane. Have for years. It’s hand- carved, with roses cascading down from a brass handle.
It is the cane of a woman with some style.
I will be 75 on the 18th of April. I have multiple health problems. I am in pain almost all the time. I am in the process of pondering the meaning of life and the fleetness of time.
BUT IT HAS NEVER CROSSED MY MIND TO USE A QUAD CANE. IT’s like a flashing red neon sign that flashes old age.
So I will continue to consider 75 and what it means.