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Oh yeah, the uh… the cane. Yeah.

It sucks, but… it means I can get around a lot easier. Emmie's been worried about how many painkillers I've been taking, so this was the compromise between taking enough painkillers to let me walk, and taking too many painkillers to let me think.

I'm trying not to care that it makes me look like an old lady.

I just keep reminding myself that Grandma used a cane for years, and was an old lady, and she was still a bad-ass.