It's a rare gift. And it's comforting indeed, to see that the stroke didn't take it too.
The similarities of our histories with regard to reading is quite interesting. There was a time, when I'd polish off 5 or 6 books in a week. In the last couple of years, I've read maybe two books. And I've not had a stroke. I just got out of the habit of it - and I cannot, for the life of me, get it back, or rather I'm not as of yet, motivated enough to try.
It seems to me, and I'm not a doctor, that the stroke may not be as big a player in this, as one might suspect. The fact that you can read what's on your computer screen without words disappearing or blurring, would suggest, to me at least, that it's not your actual reading ability, that's the main problem here. Your computer is an independent light source, a book isn't (unless one wants to talk sub-atomic particles).
Again, I'm not a doctor, or anything close to one.
Why not ask that incredible and excellent lady you were lucky enough to find and marry, to help you scan whatever books and other reading material you desire to read, onto a laptop for you?
Use your computer to put you back into the saddle. Build up your ability to take in and retain large amounts of data again, and then, slowly and patiently (you're very patient and understanding with others - you deserve at the very least, the same levels of both, for yourself, from yourself). I'd suggest that you tweak ambient lighting conditions too, so that you might, via experimentation, find the optimal conditions to facilitate your comfort for reading.
I suppose another factor that might have a part to play in this is the fact that your computer is a lifeline, whereby you can communicate with the world at large. A book is a lifeline to your self and your imagination. Which lifeline would others judge to be your priority? Which is the more important medium from your own point of view?
You needed to reconnect I believe and I believe this need took the priority.
Okay, enough amateur quackery from me (or I'll be accusing myself of having turned to woo).
I'll end with a request:
Would ya ever get up off yer ass and write your story. I'll be first in the queue to buy a copy (in Ireland that is).
Keep up the great work. And keep the faith. Faith is not woo, and faith in yourself is the reward for your own hard work, and you should be availing of it. I'm not alone (I'm fairly sure) in letting you know that I have faith in you. And there's no supernatural claim implied in that.
Many regards,
Seán.