Mr Mglover, 2 years ago my grandmother died a horrible slow and painful death after contracting C-dif in hospital after she had a stroke. After working 10 hours a day my fiancée and I would go visit her and watch her wither away. On Christmas morning 2007, we visited her to give her gifs. As we got to her room she passed away. 5 months on I still hadn't faced up to the fact that she was no longer with us. I went about my day as if nothing had happened, I told no one in work about how I felt and everything appeared normal.
One day whilst watching the TV, for no apparent reason I jumped up, ran around the room shouting "this is it, it's my time", I was having my first panic attack. My heart was racing, I had cold sweats and tears were bursting out of my eyes. My Fiancée could do nothing to calm me down. For weeks I couldn't sleep, I would back out of conversations mid way through because I felt trapped and unable to breath, I had this constant feeling of dread and worry that I was going to die.
I went to the doctor who signed me off on the sick for 2 weeks and prescribed me Citalopram, an anti depressant.
As far as work knows I was off with stress/anxiety due to bereavement. When I returned to work I was told that if I took any more time off due to stress/anxiety that I would not be paid.
Do you honestly think that is fair? Would you deem me a slacker? How can you sit there judging someone when you have absolutely no idea what is going on in their life?