Oh yeah, of course. It wasn't six months after I was run over by a truck and my pelvis was shattered in 14 places and the aeorta was ripped from my heart and I was left in a snow bank to die that lo and behold I was back at work, and less than three months after I was back at work I was asked to leave and I have never been welcomed back there. I have gone on to other things, but, yes, it affected my work, it utterly destroyed a 13 year career at a reputable newspaper. I freaked out on a fellow employee and the boss said, 'You used to be able to handle this environment but not anymore, so, goodbye," and yet, they were kind enough to give a glowing reference of the previous decade, and left it at that. I guess I broke even.