I understand completely.

I fully disclosed my condition to my employers.

I took a 2 week leave (vacation time) when I had a serious flare in 1993.

a week and a half into my leave, me and my bf were invited over, to a co-worker's birthday party.

I show up in the wheelchair, and after the candle-blowing, I rolled my butt across the warehouse to grab a few things from my office.

to my GREAT shock and dismay, all my stuff had been removed from the walls, and tossed in a box, and the woman I had hired, and TRAINED to be my assistant had moved IN, lock, stock, and barrel.

bet you can GUESS what happened next, eh?

the "leave" turned out to be permanent.

heck of a way to find out you've been replaced.