They come in all shapes and colors. Some are made of wood, others of metal. New or old, adjustable or made to specific measurements. Canes are there to give you that little bit of support to get you to where you need to be.
The cane Craig is currently walking with once belonged to his Grandfather who used it well into his 90's. Craig's Father used it while recuperating from knee replacement surgery. Here's hoping neither one of Craig's sons will have the need, but if they should, the Shantz household in Selma is fast becoming a cornucopia of medical equipment and supplies to help any one of them, or heck, even the rest of us, should the need arise.
During therapy today, the therapist wanted Craig to start walking without the cane around the house. A little wobbly at first, but once he established his balance he did very well. He even put some time in on the treadmill. Armed with the knowledge we have gathered from several resources that were recommended to us, we feel confident that we will be prepared to keep our backs in tip top shape once we get back on the truck. We know daily strengthening exercises are a must to keep ourselves as healthy and fit as possible. Now, if I can only do something about this butt of mine.
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Joking, Steve once said to me when I was at my heaviest...."Hey rosemary, you got a license to haul that load?" or something along those lines. Oh, of course he paid dearly for that and no amount of telling me lies got him out of it.
Sounds like you guys will soon be dancing down the highway. Keep up the good work.
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