The Friday was like any other day. I woke up, had breakfast, and went out around 8:15 for a day full of meetings. We had planned on having another couple to dinner Bảo dưỡng máy giặt tại hà nội later that evening and a day trip with one of our boys on Saturday. About noon, Patty called me saying she was experiencing discomfort in her abdomen after being up and that it was getting more severe. I asked her if she would like me to come to her home. She assured me that she didn't need me home, but that we should probably cancel dinner in the event she was infected with something. I was away for several more hours, when I returned home to find her on the couch, saying The Millionaire Drive the pain wasn't disappearing. Her temperature was 101. We spoke with a tele nurse who suggested it might be an infection and suggested we should visit urgent care. After a brief wait, we were examined. The pain remained and was now accompanied by nausea. The doctor ran blood tests and, after seeing the results, decided to do the computed tomography (CT) image of her abdominal. Was there anything that the blood tests show? What is the significance of the CT scan? What were they looking for? What's happening? questions were running through my head while they carried Patty away to the scan. A little over ten minutes later, she mua bán tài khoản vip returned, and we sat waiting for two hours. Patty's discomfort was unabated as was the nausea. Then , the doctor walked to the scene. "There's some stuff going on," she told me as she entered the room. In that moment I don't know how many thoughts ran through my head. "It's appendicitis," she told me. "We're going to keep you here overnight and get you in for surgery in the morning. Pretty routine." A huge sigh of relief washed over me. Sure, the fact that Patty would require surgery was not a good thing, but on the spectrum of bad news to me, this was about the best bad news we could've received. She stayed for the night, and then about 1:30 in the afternoon took her to the doctor for a laparoscopic appendectomy which involved making three tiny cut-outs on her abdomen, and, with the help of rods that telescopic and a video camera, removed her angry appendix. We returned home around 5:45PM, just four hours after the operation in which she began her recovery. This is written on Sunday, the day after her surgery. She is resting well and has had breakfast, washed, and put on her makeup. I am grateful this wasn't a more serious issue and it is likely that she will get back to normal in no time. What the events of the last few days have reminded me of however, were two words that all leaders must remember: Be aware of your surroundings. In my career , I've encountered numerous times where I felt like the world was falling around me. It could be a slippage (or unsuccessful) project, difficult issue outsourcing component to Vietnam with an employee, or a an unforeseen problem that took up my time, almost every case the situation was resolved and did not impact my long-term career trajectory. I've had a number of occasions during my career where it was "reminded" that what I had to deal with was minor in comparison to major life issues such as losing the love of a family member. Losing my sister to cancer at age 54 was a massive wake-up call that helped me to assess the current crisis and to keep a perspective on the issues we have to deal with. This isn't to say that we as leaders should remain silent when problems arise. But by all means, it is important to tackle issues and not put on the defensive. What great leaders do, though is address issues focused and carefully, without adding stress in the process. Over the course of my professional career, I've learned how to pose three important questions that aid me in keeping my perspective when dealing with issues:
- The crisis will affect me in the future or will I completely forget about it in a year's time later?
- Can anyone be hurt in any way by the situation?
- How does this crisis compare with the occurrence of sickness or the loss of a loved ones?