A speaker describes his strategy for handling serious medical diagnoses: give yourself 40 minutes to fall apart completely, then choose how to live. After screaming and crying, he shifts to action and decides how to move forward, even facing death.
I just want to reiterate about living in the past and getting to the present. You know, there's times that I'll get a diagnosis, lab work will come back, and I know what it means. The resilience I've built allows me to look at my phone at the time and say, Tom, got 40 minutes. Scream, yell at God, cry, stomp your feet, get it up, do whatever it is you want to do, and then get on with it. Because if it means I'm going to die, what am I going to do with that time?
