Has Cane – Will Travel

May 28, 2014 | 1 comment

Parked

Parked

When you have an inquisitive mind (me) and are married to a strong silent type (Nyel), there tend to be many unanswered questions. Before our recent traveling adventure, one of my concerns was how well Nyel would manage with his cane. As it turned out, of course, he did just fine and I came home talking “next trip.”

It’s been a year since Nyel began to use a cane full-time. Before his knee replacement three years ago, he was a ‘sometimes’ cane user. Then his quadriceps gave way and the cane was necessary for stability. It was either use the cane or unexpectedly fall down. Two surgeries later, he is back to that predicament and the cane has become an inescapable appendage.

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Nyel At Ease

Not that he doesn’t ‘park’ it occasionally when he needs both hands. I try not to fuss on those occasions. Gradually, though, he has become one with the cane to the point that it doesn’t really slow him down much at all. Plus it gives him a certain savoir faire.

The cane, itself, is very much old school – a traditional wooden cane with a rubber tip (replacements available at Jack’s Country Store) at one end and curved for easy gripping at the other. Nyel chose it from our Memorial Cane Collection out in the back forty. In a household that has spanned six generations with many of its elders living into their 80s and 90s, it is understandable that we seem to have canes for every occasion.

Traveling Companions

Traveling Companions

The one Nyel chose belonged to my grandfather and probably to my great-grandfather before him. It seems to bother people that it is not one of the modern metal canes – lightweight, fold uppable, with a sturdy ‘foot’ at the end, and so forth. He gets lots of unasked for advice from well-meaning friends (and strangers) on that score. He simply says, “This one is fine. And it has a sentimental attachment.”

Never mind that the sentiment is attached to my side of the family. I couldn’t be more pleased. My mother always said that my dad eventually became more Espy than Little. Now, perhaps, it’s Nyel’s turn.

1 Comment

  1. Stephanie Frieze

    Nyel can tell the busybodies that those three pronged jobbies are bad for your gait (I got that from a friend/nurse) and that he’s doing fine with is sentimental attachment.

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