A Window Into The Mind Of Those With Special Needs

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(I have special needs and have run out of my meds. My mother has taken me, a young man of almost twenty-one, and several of my younger siblings with her on a two-hour shopping trip. Before we go home, we go through a drive-thru at a fast food place, given we have been out for two hours. As my mom is paying for the ice cream treats we usually order, I start messing around with the car window, making it go up and down by like, a centimeter at a time. Finally, I turn to her.)

Me: “I need my medication; this is way too entertaining.”

(My mother burst out laughing immediately.)

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