My Disability Experience

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I have never broken a bone in my life, nor have gotten injured to a point that I have to temporarily immobilize an arm. This experience uncovered many strengths and weaknesses I never knew I had. Furthermore, I realized that although my 24-hour experience of having a disability was too short to be able to fully understand or to truly feel what it is like to have such physical limitation, I at least got to see the elements and multiple factors that changed my perspective on disability in many unique ways. I was initially skeptical, but I chose to wear the sling on my way home to Oregon. I felt that I would be able to get more out of the experience if I facilitate it in an environment where I didn’t have the option to avoid certain movements …show more content…

Hard was the first word that I internally uttered that morning more often than I could ever remember. I felt physically incapable. As I was lifting my luggage to get weighted in, people were looking at me as if they wanted to offer help but hesitated to do so. It could be from the look of determination on my face? I will never know. Not having my right arm opened innumerable physical challenges that at some point, I was tempted to just take off the sling. The once simple tasks such as fixing my hair, texting, or even opening a bottle of water seemed taxing. I encountered difficulties twisting the bottle cap and found myself attempting multiple compensatory strategies to successfully complete the task. I first tried using my teeth, but failed. While that may seem so simple to do, that moment I couldn’t get my brain to think of other alternatives. It almost seemed like my brain denied my capability to execute anything. I sat down and surprisingly, for some reason, I thought I could put the bottle in between my legs and use my left hand to twist the cap. I finally did it. Little victories never felt so …show more content…

I was not able to carry my dog. I was able to give him a modified hug using one arm, however, it did not feel the same. Having only one arm led me to a range of issues both external and internal, but also taught me to be flexible and recognize alternative methods to accomplish any activities. I used my legs often to compensate. I noticed myself often breaking down tasks into simpler steps. Picking up things one at a time. Doing things one at a time. Normally, I never really untie my shoelaces. I found that was helpful with only one arm as I can just slide on and go. I was able to shower independently. However, blow-drying my hair was a bit of a challenge. I sat the blow dryer on my bed as I bend down to get my hair dry while using my left hand to continuously move my hair. I think a blow dryer holder attached to a wall or an adjustable blow dryer stand would have made it a little easier for me. I think that traveling was the most challenging part of this experience. Not only it presented physical challenges, I was also confronted with the external factors I never thought would affect me and influence my attitude towards others and myself. My interactions with nondisabled people elicited attitudinal thought patterns that were strange and quite complex to express. The negative attitudes surrounding disability became especially apparent to me. I felt like everyone was looking at me while I was lifting my luggage off the

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