Roger that. At my last job, at a large multi-national working on medical diagnostics, I worked for a couple of years for a woman with whom I got along well enough. Then, she moved to a different group and a raging asshole took over - the kind that would literally look over your shoulder and tell you what to type, or holler at you in team meetings, or lie about what was in the actual scope of the upcoming release so he'd get us to do additional things that would make him look good, but cause us to work extra hours. Late one night, working on another impossible deadline, I got a blurry spot in my right eye but thought it was dirty contacts. Long story short, after seeing various eye doctors, I learned I'd burst a vessel in my retina (BRVO) and the blood was clouding my vision. This happens more often in older folks, but relatively rarely in younger people: I was like an infant compared to the majority of the folks in the waiting room. The treatment for it is direct injections into the eye, every six weeks or so. Yeah, lots of fun. I saved up enough to allow me to quit and coast for a while - it's been 8 months, so far - and at my last retinal specialist visit, the eye was good enough I didn't need an injection. Gee, I didn't have this problem before working for that raging asshole, and it's healed after I stopped working for him. S'pose there's direct correlation, there?