He asked me what I still had trouble doing and I reviewed more what I have less and less trouble doing -- and finally said, "Well, so it's not entirely rosey, I still have trouble standing for any period of time." To my surprise, he said that standing is the hardest activity -- harder than walking. That surprised me.
In my list of what I do way better, I mentioned getting in the shower is much easier, but I added, "Of course I still have to get in one foot at a time." Steve sort of looked at me sideways and said, "Pat, that is how EVERYONE gets in the shower. I don't know anyone who vaults over the edge of the bathtub to get in." Oh yeah, I guess he's right.
He and I were a good match, and I really liked him. He is soft-spoken, not rah-rah, just a quiet guy. I thanked him for putting up with my occasional bouts of pissiness, and he said I am less pissy than many people.
So his parting advice was, "Take advantage of all your abilities" which I will try my best to do.
Meanwhile on the reading front, it's back to mayhem and murder:
This book is about a murder at the turn of the 19th century in New York City -- and it's more about the wars, rivalry and competition among the various newspapers. The murder is secondary to it, and it's an interesting read.