Hand Me Down My Walking Cane

I've been forced to use a cane to get around for the past few days - a cane!

The "strawberry" on my left knee, plus the accompanying swelling in the knee and ankle have severely reduced mobility in the leg, and I've been having a bit of trouble getting up and down stairs. So Friday night while I was at the theatre, I borrowed a cane from the guy who runs the little vintage store downstairs, and have been limping around ever since.

Actually, I'm okay on flats and gradual inclines, it's just those dang steps that have been causing me problems, so most of the time I'm just carrying it around "just in case", and not in fact even using it for the most part. But still, just the idea that I need it at all has been a little depressing.

Today, however, I managed to get down my apartment steps and onto "Little Nellie" with only minor inconvenience. Hopefully, the swelling will start to go down fairly soon, and I'll be able to bend my knee enough to not have to hobble up-and-down stairs like the invalid I apparently am for the moment.