So there sits my walking crutch in the corner all alone. I know it’s there to help me, and I shouldn’t be so hard on it, but admittedly, I have cane shame. Cane shame comes when you go from a yoga loving, jogging, paddle-boarding, sassy walkin’ woman to a waddling mess, and need to use a cane to help you get around. Before my cane, I had swagger! I was a hip swinging, long legged, straight on the runway, sexy mamma! Now I’m a duck waddling, rubber band legged, stumblin’ like I’m a drunk, swagger lackin’ chick with a stick. It’s a harsh reality for many of us. I’m suppose to use my crutch when I walk anywhere but I often just leave it sitting in the corner because I don’t want to be seen with the stupid thing…… But I know that’s unwise and prideful… Ugh… Those of us with cane shame must stand together (with our canes) and overcome! We must pimp out our canes and waddle with pride! We must not be ashamed of our canes but proud that we are still upright against all odds! Who’s with me?! Anyone? Tap Tap Tap… Is this thing on?
I got fancy with the duck tape to decorate mine, but if you need a little help in the creativity zone, this is a great website with some sexy canes just for you! http://www.fashionablecanes.com/
What people need to know about your cane shame:
- Hello, my name is Lisa…..and I have cane shame (everyone say, “Hello, Lisa.”)
- I know you think I should just be thankful I’m walking at all, and most of the time I am…but there are so very many days when I look at my cane with disgust. Why can’t my legs just work? I don’t want to look like a granny! I want my swagger back!!! It’s just my reality!
- I may look all sweet and harmless with my cane but go ahead and try making fun of me, it turns into a ninja stick pretty quick….so be kind…or hiiiiiiiyyyyyaaa!