On the day I was borned, the doctor held me wrong and my arm is now stuck as it is. At that time the doctor told them about my arm and my parents thought I should have surgery. Four weeks later, I had to start the surgery but as the surgery began and I was injected with aspirin to knock me out I started to have a rash and convulse. My parents had found out I was allergic to aspirin so the surgery was cancelled because aspirin was the only drug there that could be safely injected into me. Since then my arm remained as it is. I lived okay during my first few years because everyone around me knew about my arm. I never really
