When I get tired, I sit down, if possible. If I have to go somewhere, I lean on the walker and proceed on my way.
I'm not the robust man of my younger days. So what! I admit that I will turn 69 in a few weeks and have had a number of health problems. The FAA probably would not renew my second class medical certificate, so my flying days are basically over. It's called LIFE, a temporary condition before we face God & Eternity.
Try a little honesty and "transparency". Get a wheeled walker and, by the way, begin preparing to meet God, on His terms.
Hell, my 22 year old daughter has fibromyalgia and SHE has one of these she used all through college. Tricked out with college stickers and Christmas tinsel, of course.
No shame.