My neuropathy causes my left toe to drag if I'm not careful, and I've fallen several times, once in a dept. store, where it was very embarrassing.
Thankfully, all falls were on carpet, and I rolled well and wasn't injured.
But I don't leave home now without a cane. It hurts my masculine image, but common sense dictates that I use it.
In 1979, I had breakfast with Elmer Keith at a press event hosted by Winchester. They had a fabulous buffet, with all sorts of fruit besides the usual eggs, bacon, ham, etc.
Elmer poured scotch into his tea. I'd never seen that, and he explained that his white hunter in Africa had done it. Turned out later that he was coming down with a serious respiratory infection, and he may have thought the whisky would help.
Anyway, he told me that it was hell to get old. I'm still not as old as he was then, but already know that he spoke the truth.
On the other hand, getting older probably beats the alternative...
Anyway, if you may need a cane, use one! It may save a lot of grief.