HELP... I Think I'm Dying



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Let me warn you upfront, my article is 100% accurate and it is my real life story.  I recommend putting yourself in my shoes for the length of this article.  Doing so may scare the daylights out of you. It scared me & I am forever grateful for it.  My life has not been the same since

I was introduced to this industry in 1998 and flirted with the idea of being a networker for all of 6 whole weeks.  With that being said, I've been full-time in direct sales for the past 10 years.  I resigned from my corporate job in the telecom industry in March 2003.  That was a poweful experience for me.  What I am about to share for the first time ever via the internet is probably one of the most powerful yet scariest experiences of my life.  

I shared this story yesterday live from stage in front of a packed auditorium about an experience that happened to me last year in June 2011.  An experience that has changed my life forever! An experience that I hope will change you forever!  While I retold the story, I had the spooky experience of reliving it all over again in my mind's eye.  Are you ready?  Here we go:  I was still living in Houston, Texas and still working in a senior executive position running everything involving the network marketing aspect of a large and successful $100 million direct sales company.  From the outside looking in, it was a "Dream Job".

So let me take you back.  It was a typical Friday night in the Hamburger house.  My wife Leslie, our 2 young daughters and my wife's twin sister had just enjoyed a dinner I cooked on the grill & a family ping pong tournament.  Leslie and I had just tucked our 4 year old daughter into her bed and our 4 month old was asleep in the nursery.  

Leslie had already headed back downstairs for round 2 of our ping pong match, as she was playing with her sister.  Our youngest started crying and I rushed in to pop a pacifier in her mouth.  If you have kids, you know that a pacifier is worth it's weight in gold.  With the mission being accomplished and the little gorgeous monkey back fast asleep, I snuck quietly out of her nursery closing the nursery door behind me.  As I made it 4 steps from the nursery door, I felt like my chest was going to explode out of my chest.  The intense sheer pain dropped me to my knees.  I later described this pain to the doctor as if God himself had his foot on my chest.  I couldn't find the breathe to call my wife for help downstairs.  After somehow finding the strength to make my way to my feet and literally dragging myself down our stairs, I grabbed my wife and a phone.

I layed on the floor in the middle of our living room and then dialed 9-1-1.  After telling the 911 operator that I thought I was having a heart attack, I took an aspirin and stayed on the phone with the insightful angel that gave me strength from the other side of the phone line.  It felt like an eternity but within 180 seconds I could hear sirens in my neighborhood.  Since I lived on the tee box of our neighborhood's golf course, I could hear the sirens literally go around my house in route to our home.  Slowly they were making their way towards my home...

Let me share this, it is a freaky sound hearing sirens wailing in the distance slowly circling the streets of your neighborhood as they make their way toward your home knowing that they're coming for you!  The front door opened and 6 first responder fire
fighters came in.  These guys have seen it all and what a sad site I must have looked like.  I served in the United States Marine Corps for 6 years and here I was scared out of my mind laying on my floor.

Less than a minute later a couple of paramedics arrived in an ambulance.  As they cut open my shirt and started hooking all kinds of equipment to me they started asking me a zillion questions.  I cannot remember what they said or asked but their faces are forever burned into my memory.  It was all too surreal.

While this entire episode was happening before my eyes TO ME, I layed on the big furry rug in front of the fireplace mantel and stared up to our family portrait.  Directly above the fireplace we have a canvas portrait from our old home in Arizona.  To the left are the 2 giant canvas portraits of my daughters.  I could feel the tears filling up in my eyes.  The entire time this was happening I thought about what life would be like for my daughters and my wife without me.  My mom's dad died when she was just a girl still in single digit years.  My dad's dad died when he was in his twenties.  My mom died when I was 17.  How the hell was this happening to me?  I take care of myself.  I watch what I eat.  I hardly ever drink.  I am an avid tennis player.  

Leslie never left my side, although she was freaking out and frankly, I cannot blame her.  Had the tables been turned, I don't know what I'd have done.  As I laid smack dab in the middle of our living room,  I kept staring up at the picture of my wife, our 2 young daughters and myself.  I wondered if this was the last time I'd ever see my children or my wife again?  Would I see my dad and my brothers again?  Would I ever step foot into our home again?  Before I left my home, I insisted on walking upstairs and kissing both of my sleeping kids on their precious little foreheads.  From there, it was off to the emegency room for a romantic Friday evening with my beautiful bride and an ER filled with doctors, nurses, tests, etc.  When Leslie said she wanted to go out just the two of us without the kids, I'm certain this is not what she had in mind.

The good news is that I was ok.  I got a clean bill of health.  The doctors determined that it was NOT a heart attack.  They said it was either a severe anxiety attack from the stress of work or severe dehydration from playing too much tennis in the 100° humid Houston summer.  They say your life flashes before your eyes at the moment just before your death.  I had a different experience… I had a wake up call that life is precious and I remembered all the things I had not yet done.  I remembered all the unfulfilled promises I made to myself, my wife and our kids.  I never lost it but remembered vividly what my purpose on this planet was.  My work here was not even close to being over.  I certainly had not "arrived".

This was a wake-up call for me to stop living my life for someone else, building someone else's dreams and to start building my own dream!  Within a month of this experience I shared this story from stage in Italy.  As I look back, I know that I did not do it for the audience as I shared it to relive it and remind myself to stop taking the easy path.  Stop playing it safe.  Stop fooling myself.  

This event changed everything for me.  I made a commitment to myself that I would never live in the regret of not living my life to the max each and everyday.  I vowed to "leave it all on the field."  I promised myself and the "BIG MAN" upstairs that the when my time on this planet is up and I lay on my deathbed, I will rejoice in knowing that I made my dreams my reality and that I would assist others in doing the same.  That night changed my life and I pray that by me sharing this moment of awakening with you that somewhere inside of you, you'll make a deal with yourself to make your limited time here count more than how much money you make, where you live, what you drive or whatever else you've most likely put false value on. If you had to either give up your stuff (i.e. house and car, etc.) or your time with those that matter most, which would you choose?

Within a handful of months after this "episode" I made the decision to leave my cushy "dream job" at the big giant network marketing company and to start following my passions completely. NO LIMITS!  NO REGRETS!

I hope and pray that if you've been paying attention to my story that you've been able to relate something, somewhere to you and your life.  I am committed to assisting people to never live in regret or settle again.  I can not tell you how many people I've heard of that are on their deathbeds wishing for more time to fulfill on the empty promises they made to themselves that were left undone.

Now that I've experienced a moment thinking I could potentially die and realizing that our time on Earth is limited, I've never been more committed to assisting great people create a life without limits in their lives. Things have been moving at warp speed inside my business and in my life since this experience because I vowed to live every single day without regret.  

PLEASE TAKE IT FROM ME…  YOU DESERVE TO MAKE YOUR TIME HERE COUNT!!!

DREAM BIG!!!

Michael Hamburger

http://MichaelHamburger.biz

 

Learn more about Michael Hamburger and catch his weekly rants by visiting his blog:  www.MichaelHamburger.com

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About the Author: Michael Hamburger

Member Since: 10/01/2008

Company: Real Estate Worldwide

Industry: Business Opportunities

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