Because of the difference in my shoulders, some clothing doesn't fit quite right. Some clothing cannot be worn, but mostly this is not a problem. Falling bra straps on the left side were a problem for many years, until I found a "bra strap keeper upper" that worked for me.
The difference in length, and the bent elbow, have caused more difficulties. As Kath stated, "In order to use both arms we must keep the unaffected arm restricted to the length of the affected arm." I have to be closer to the steering wheel of a car, so that I can reach it with my left hand as well as my right. If I hold something out with my left arm for someone to take, they usually don't take it, because my arm is not out far enough from my own body for the other person to realize that I'm holding the item out for them to take. If I am holding the item out to them in my left hand, it is because something else is in my right hand, so now I must either tell the person to take that which is in my left hand, or put down the item from my right hand, switch what was in my left hand to my right hand, and then hold it out to them. This makes for awkward situations either way.
I would never buy a side-by-side refrigerator. My girth would never fit "into" one side of the fridge. How else would I be able to put something heavy into the fridge? Picture it. The heavy item needs to be carried with both hands. My left arm cannot extend, so my right arm must not extend. If my body cannot fit into the width of the refrigerator, I cannot put the heavy item in the fridge. I once had to analyze this situation, put it into words, and demonstrate it before a friend of mine, who was shopping for a new refrigerator, understood what my life is like, as far as refrigerators go.
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This is also the reason why I have a built in oven, which opens to the side. The oven's at a good height for me, and the door swings out of the way, so that I can "get in there," so to speak, as well as pulling the oven rack out.
There are many ways in which the difference in the length of my arms affects what I am doing and how I'm doing it, but I usually don't consciously think about it. I think that Kath did a wonderful job explaining the situation in her post.
Joanie, LOBPI, 58 years