Look Ma, No Cane!

Steve walked up our front porch steps without a cane.  It was barely controlled, but he made it. He still struggles with lifting his legs especially getting in/out of my car, and he cannot use only his legs to stand from a low-ish chair.  His shoulders are mobile, but I won't let him pour himself a glass of tea from a full jug -- jiggling jugs generate splatters.