Brad Reynolds

Saturday I spoke on the phone with my mom. I explained to her I was interested in a jacket in the window of North Face. When I went in the store to find it after about 2 minutes I had to get out of there, it was too much. Mom said that I should call them and explain that I am handicapped and would need some help. I haven't heard anyone refer to me as handicapped before. I've said I have a disorder and maybe even a disability but not handicapped. It's just a bunch of words referring the same thing but it made me pause.

Saturday night I read a chapter in a book I'm trying to read, it's slow going. I then watched Eagle Eye in HD. About half way through I knew I was going to be hurting afterwards. When I woke up Sunday my eyes were killing me. I laid down all Sunday and watched/listened to TV to rest my eyes. If the eye patch experiment would have worked this would have been the time I would have used it. I normally just end up holding one eye shut. I might use tape next time.

This morning I had to be at work at 5:30am for a product launch. It was rough. I was in a cramped room with about 50 other people. I was afraid I was going to fall when walking to my seat and panicked a little. I came home around noon and slept all afternoon. I think I'm handicapped.