Cane, Sparky and whatever

Cane's may not seem like important blog subjects and certainly not something that Old Sparky would expect his owner to have but then my cane is indeed the subject of the day. Don't have a "Sparky" by the way, and if I did I wouldn't name him "Sparky". Having twisted my ankle today I thought about getting some crutches. I remember quite a few years ago I was training for one of my first marathons and I fell and sprained my ankle. ( did that today while doing some cleaning at the church). I remember it was pretty painful. Today too. I heard a "pop" today. I remembered that before I just figured I would keep walking and I actually was out running again in a few days and I actually didn't miss a beat and was ok for the marathon a few weeks later. Today I had to decide about what to do so I decided to try to stay on my feet. I suppose I will use a cane some, but I suppose I will try to walk and stay active on my ankle, foot ect. My grandfather had a cane. The cane I am using today was my Dad's. The one my Grandfather used was wood and was painted white with a red tip. That was to help folks know he was blind. I remember it was my Dad that bought it for him and painted it for him. I remember my Grandfather using the cane. Then too I remember the last time I saw my Dad he was walking to the bus to go back to Pocatello and he was walking with the "cane". I guess the point is that what is important and perhaps the most important thing depends on the situation. Maybe the cane is important today...................................