Welcome to my blog about how I have learned to live with my BPI. But this blog isn't for me. Everything on here is to help any kids growing up with a brachial plexus injury like I did. I didn't have anyone to give me tips on how to do daily activities and now I've realized how much that could have helped me. That's the purpose of this blog--to make your lives easier.
Sunday, February 1, 2015
"My Bad Arm"
Calling it that has become a habit. And when I call it my bad arm, everyone else follows suit. When my soccer coach said it this week, I didn't even think about it until a moment later she corrected herself: "It's not really your bad arm; it's a good arm!!" It made me laugh but in reality, she's right. It isn't a bad arm. And I shouldn't call it that. I have two good arms with one that can just do a little less than the other. And that's okay! :)
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That's okay. Don't knock yourself too hard about your condition. You were inflicted with a disability that is not of your own doing, and that you did not choose, and you are simply picking up from such precedent. I'm sure you are going to get what's best for you in time. Anyway, I hope that you are faring better these days. Take care!
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I call it my "bad arm" too! I never put much thought to it either, but you're right, it's probably not a healthy way of thinking about it :)
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