No matter what your disability, It always starts with Denial.  I thought I could still do everything.   Giving up my keys to the car was the final straw -  NO denial after that.

That’s a lie.  I am still in denial over a tap cane.  I use a stick – a big heavy stick.  Its painted white with a red tip.  I use it like a tap cane, but I don’t hit the sidewalk, I use it to prove to myself that there is plenty of room between a telephone pole and a bush on a sidewalk.  i hold it horizontal to my self and know I can get through.  The same way a cat uses its whiskers.

My husband sez I am in denial over the cane.  I say when I am ready for it, I will get it.  I’m right of course.