I have severe endometriosis and have random flare ups (IYKYK). Some flare ups come and go and others linger for longer and need to ride out. I was at my desk and I had an orange (up until this point this was not a trigger food), I got an intense flare up. Around me my team were all seated and I stood up and went to the loo. I was bleeding, heavily so I knew this flare up had nicely timed itself with the start of my dreaded period. It was now time to go home to WFH. On the way back to my desk I bumped into another manager (C), who was oblivious to my pale face snd he just nattered away; suddenly I felt sick rise to my mouth and I turned back and ran towards the loo. My running away had stopped his monologue mid sentence but I had puked so violently (I hadn’t made it fully to the loo) that it was in my hair, my dress and it was just a shit show. I was so upset that I was in so much pain and I know had literal puke on me. I returned to my desk and I obviously I didn’t look like how I had left 5 or so minutes ago, and I told my manager I wasn’t feeling well and would be going home to work. My manager and my colleagues had all wished me well and sympathised. When I got home (10 mins later) I saw I had a meeting the following day at 9am in my diary with my manager and C, thought nothing of it and continued working (even though I felt like shit but wanted to be a ‘team player’).
Next day I get to the office and go to the meeting room and my manager is there as is C and two members of HR. Apparently C had raised a complaint that I had acted ‘unprofessionally’ by ‘running off’ and ‘leaving him stranded’ whilst he was mid sentence. He wanted a written apology for my unprofessionalism. My manager was aggrieved that I had ‘made a scene’ when I had returned from the loos and he was ‘concerned I was letting my personal life interfere with my work’. He wanted to discuss placing me on a PIP. He was also ‘disgusted’ that I had ‘announced to everyone I was bleeding’ (I hadn’t told anyone, a colleague in another team had heard me puking and asked my team mate if I was okay and how shit was having period cramps) and ‘how my sick had smelt so bad it had made him feel queasy’.
I was fucking flabbergasted.
I looked at them both. Sitting there drunk on their power. I looked at them and looked at HR and calmly said: I was sick. I said but I had literal puke in my mouth when C was bleating on (about his shitty kids mind, not even work related chat). I said but I had continued to work even though I probably shouldn’t have, that’s how professional I am and how little I let my personal life impact my work. I reminded them that though anyone can be sick, my episode was caused by endometriosis… the very endometriosis which they knew about, the endometriosis which they knew about at interview stage when they gave me the job, the endometriosis which they knew caused me flare ups, the endometriosis which they (ought to have) known is protected under the Equalities Act, and the endometriosis which allowed me to take unlimited additional sick days (as agreed with HR when I joined).
The two twats’ smile quickly faded.
HR (who clearly didn’t have the foggiest what their complaint was) jumped in before they could retort and apologised profusely and said that of course it had been a misunderstanding….
In the end I handed in my notice after I was given several thousands of pounds to stop me from bringing a discrimination complaint and I left with a wonderful, pre agreed written reference.
Both the twats were soon demoted and left the company.
Fuck you very much!!