For the last three-plus years, I've cripped around with an adjustable aluminum cane, standard issue for coming home from the hospital. And that's been about three years too long. I've hated this model from day one; it sounds like my late grandmother's sneaking up behind me, and it looks too...orthopedic. So now that the disability gods have smiled, I decided to break down and order something new online.
I love animals, and my first instinct was to get something with a critter-inspired handle. The options were staggering: dogs, ducks, geese, spiders, alligators, jaguars, eagles, foxes, rabbits, horses and dragons. But everything was either too metal (I kept imagining tapping on a champagne flute with it for silence at some black tie event), too classy (read "pimp cane") or too lumpy to hold comfortably. Those jaguars have some bony-ass hips.
I finally settled on two: a "denim" stained hardwood and a classy mahogany. The latter has a little brass medallion on it with my initials and a quote from my book. One for everyday, I figured, and one for evening wear. Both have contoured, ergonomic grips. And they look miles more personal than the metal model I've just ditched.
They also look like they belong to someone who's going to be stuck walking with a cane for a long, long, long time. Sigh. Well, at least I'll look good doing it.
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