Saturday, 16 July 2011
In the hospital, I had to use a cane to get around. I couldn’t stand it. If you have only one working hand, a cane uses up your ability to hold things.
An artist friend offered to paint the cane, but I wanted to get rid of it, not prettify it.
Physical therapists said I could stop using the cane soon after.
Goodbye cane. Won’t miss you.