Canes and Placards

Boy, I wish I was talking about chicken fingers.

But I’m not. Sad face.

Yesterday, someone came over with a cane and I mentioned I should get one. I was joking but later that day, she came back and was like.. “I have other canes at home.” I know I’m not being nice by being weird about that. But oy. I can’t be in this boot any more. I want to walk again. My knee is over it all as well. I mean, I would like for the pain to be on just one side. It would help. Sigh.

Seeing the podiatrist today. Hopefully good news. I’m not handicap.

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