Meeting With A Millionaire

On Thursday morning, my part-time young driver sent me to a specialist. I was there a week ago. This time it was for me to take my blood test results. When the doctor related the results to me, it was like "The Day That Changed My Life".

I am not sure how to describe it but it was so real. My liver is swollen. That shocked me as I have no clue how it can happen. I have never consumed alcohol in my entire life, never had jaundice fever and never was on any liver medication. My blood sugar was high, my cholesterol was high and my white blood cells count was high which was termed as mild leucocytosis. Next, the doctor told me what I should eat i.e. fish and vegetables only and told me of the medication I need to take etc. When I was in the doctor's room lying down listening to him, it all happened so fast and I cannot recall how I felt. The doctor was good, he gave me assurance not to worry, he would give some medication and would see me again in three weeks.

A call was made to my part-time driver and as I waited for the nurse to dispense the medication, all that the doctor had just said began to sink in. I felt like crying as it dawned on me how serious my health condition was and I may not live very long. I knew and had been struggling to lose weight but I guess nothing ever hit me until I read those reports. Since last week, after my first visit, I had stricter control on my diet and I had lost 9.68 pounds. For a week, I had been cutting down on my food, limiting to mainly fish, chicken and vegetables. Each day, I got excited losing the pounds as I plotted my graph.

As I begin to worry about my condition, suddenly images of Hamu crossed my mind. She was our Call Center Staff who had liver cancer almost at the final stage where all the doctors told her she had a few more months to live. Whatever the doctors had said, seeing her was a different matter altogether. She appeared normal and excited and no one would guess how terminally ill she was. It's been two years since she beat it, got married last year and delivered a healthy baby last month. Images of her bubbly personality came into my mind. Her condition was far worse than mine and I then resolve that I can beat this too.

Even though at times images of defeat slide in, I kept thinking about the show I was going to perform on Friday in front of 100 audience. I planned to have an outstanding opening with dry ice for an Agency Executive Seminar in a hotel. Well that kept me going.

When my driver fetched me, he spoke about a millionaire he met the previous night and he was surprised the millionaire knew me well. Then I made a call to this young millionaire, Azman Bidin. I told him I wanted to see him. He agreed and we met at 8.30 p.m. Two young man and another friend joined us. It was inspiring to see him and how he has grown. He spoke a great deal on the mindset, what it takes to be successful and shared with us his experience and even his dreams. It was uplifting to see him speak. Anyone who sees this frail looking man who is exceptionally thin wouldn't guess that he is so powerful, so influential, so passionate yet so humble in his ways. We were with him for 3 hours and at the end of the session, the two young man who came with me shared their excitement to jump in the business with the millionaire. I, too am so impressed with him as I once knew him as a staff in an Audit Department from the same company where I once worked. Both of us had left that company.

After my meeting with him that night, I forgot about my condition, reached for my computer as soon as I got home, worked on my presentation materials and went for slumber at 2.00 a.m. Yesterday I woke up at 7.00 a.m., switched on my computer and did my finishing touches on my slides.

I had a great session where I managed to mesmerize my audience with my story about the boy who shocked Harry Houdini with a magic trick. I did the magic trick in front of the audience where I held a scarf, then picked a watch from a lady, put it under the scarf, got a person from each table to touch the watch and then went up to the front to show the full visibility of my next move. I then swing the scarf around and showed them that the watch had disappeared! Half of the audience stood up wondering what had happened and how I did it. I turned the pockets of my jackets out so that they could see that I did not hid it anywhere in my jacket. Then I told them that I couldn't share with them how it was done and I said,"It's called 'Job Security'!". The audience laughed. The experience was truly fulfilling. Of course, I learned all that from my own learning investment attending the American Society for Training & Development Conference in Orlando, Florida in June, the year of September 11 incident. I created myself to be exclusive just as what Azman, the Millionaire said that being exclusive is key in becoming a successful person.

Hence, my night with the millionaire was a night to remember as it happened on The Day That Changed My Life!