I'm epileptic. I have a lot of meetings with neuros and epileptologists. At work, my boss keeps bullying me about this, and he's holding me by the balls. He knows he's holding me by the balls because this job is the only place that took me in.
"...and so, the first team will be doing [team 1 thing]. Team two will be doing [team 2 things], while Compo over there will be taking the whole week off for his shenanigans with brain doctors because of his special brain."
Well, excuse me, motherfucker, for being a fucking brain cripple. I don't exactly like sitting there either, solving weirdass puzzles while wearing electrode hats, sleeping in magnet donuts, and eating VERY fibery hospital food that makes my shits VERY explosive and frequent.
OK, let's be fair, the healthy shits are kinda nice once they calm down. I kinda want to discuss fiber pills with my neuro.
BUT FUCKING STILL, I don't exactly enjoy these "vacations", as he calls them, either.