What I live With

Radioulna Synostosis

When I was growing up I didn’t  think of myself as being any different to other children until I went to intermediate. It didn’t make a difference to the things that I did at school and nobody noticed (as they still don’t) that I have to do some things a little awkwardly. At college I dare not tell anybody that I was different as I would have been picked on for it.

It wasn’t until I started work and left home that I realised how difficult life was going to be with my arms that way they are.

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A Christmas Story

So Christmas soon is coming,

Keep the gifts and keep the wine.

All the families shouting joyous,

take your laughter and take mine.

Presents spill in their abundance,

on the tree and on the floor.

Children running, screaming, ragged,

all now gone and all the more.

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