My Cerebral Palsy Journey
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My name is Percy J. Baker and I have a disease called Cerebral Palsy. Cerebral Palsy is often caused by low oxygen to the brain and causes my legs to not work the way that they should. Most people I have met have often asked, "'What is Cerebral Palsy?' or 'what is wrong with you?'" I am here to log my journey as a teenager with C.P. Follow me for updates and leave a comment with questions. I won't be offended by any questions you may have, I am happy to answer them to the best of my ability!
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