05:45 \u2013 the moment when the body says \u201cstop\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n On April 2nd at 5:45 am I wake up and think how great it is \u2014 I have a whole day ahead of me. I'm going to get up, drink two glasses of water, take a spoonful of honey, do my morning relaxation and start the day. Lately, that's been my morning ritual. I dreamed of my mother \u2014 two days ago<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Anyone who knows me well knows that when I dream about my mother, they are meaningful dreams. This time, two days before anything else, I dreamt of her sending me a message on WhatsApp: \u201e"Don't worry, everything will be fine."\u201c<\/strong> \u201e"It will pass..."\u201c<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n The first thought was familiar: "It'll pass, I got up suddenly..."\u201e Arrival at KB Rebro \u2014 a system that works<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I arrive at the Zagreb Clinical Hospital and very quickly find myself in the neurological clinic, box 8. Yesterday I led. Today others lead me.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n At one point, as I lie there waiting for the results, I realize how quickly perspectives can change. Yesterday I was leading, and today I'm lying there and others are leading me. The sentence you don't want to hear<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201e"We suspect a stroke in the brainstem. You remain in the hospital."\u201c<\/strong> Search after search \u2014 and the return of peace<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Every time a finding was completed, someone would come and calmly explain where we were and what was next. There was no sense of uncertainty without information. On the contrary \u2014 the feeling was that things were systematically and carefully falling into place. The world hasn't stopped.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I feel better. The dizziness is calming down, my body is returning to balance. What do I want you to bring?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n After everything that's happened, one question remains. Maybe life doesn't scream when you need to stop. For me, this is a reminder that Mind Yourself is not just an idea.<\/strong> And so, in the end, just one question: Thank you to everyone who has been with me in this moment of awareness and Happy Easter.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Mislio sam da se to doga\u0111a drugima 05:45 \u2013 trenutak kada tijelo ka\u017ee \u201cstani\u201d 2.4. u 05:45 budim se i pomislim kako je to super \u2014 cijeli dan je ispred mene. Idem ustati, popiti dvije \u010da\u0161e vode, uzeti \u017elicu meda, odraditi jutarnju relaksaciju i krenuti u dan. U zadnje vrijeme to je moj jutarnji ritual.Radim […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":345,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-342","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n
I take a step out of bed and that's the moment I realize I'm not in control of my body.
I stumble. I lose my balance. My body seems to be telling me: \u201e"STOP."\u201c<\/strong>
It wasn't a sudden shock. More like a quiet feeling that something wasn't right. The world shifted slightly, my steps became unsteady, and a strange fog appeared in my head. I try to take a few more steps and realize \u2014 this isn't just a passing discomfort.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
I shared it with people close to me and we wondered together what it meant. If I hadn't told you then, I believe they wouldn't have believed me today. What that dream meant \u2014 now I know too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
How many times in our lives do we react exactly like this? We minimize what we feel, rationalize it, delay the reaction because "it's nothing," because there is always something more important.
But this time I sensed that this was not the scenario and called 911. Of course, I had already run all of this through ChatGPT by then and got a clear message \u2014 call the emergency services in Zagreb at 194.
A calm voice came from the other end: "Good morning, Zagreb Ambulance, tell me what happened." No rush, no panic \u2014 just presence. I explained the situation, and the answer was simple: "We're coming to get you if you can't get there."\u201e
I said I'd take a taxi.
\u201e"Okay, we're waiting for you."\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The heart is pounding, there is fear, and one thought keeps coming back: who will look after Kala?
Everything moves quickly, but without chaos. CT, EKG, X-ray, MRI, blood tests, monitoring \u2014 everything is clear and organized.
Before I continue, I would like to sincerely thank the entire neurology team at KBC Zagreb, and especially Dr. Ivan Peri\u0107<\/strong>, who really went out of his way to make me feel stable and safe.
In a world where we often highlight what doesn't work, it's worth stopping and noticing when things work well.
So, simply \u2014 thank you, team. You have a special place in my heart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Yesterday I was in the role of someone who makes decisions and manages processes. Today I surrender to the system and people who know what they are doing.
And here comes an important realization.
Control is something we often think we have, but it's actually very limited. We plan, organize, and make decisions \u2014 thousands of them every day \u2014 but there are times when the only thing we can do is stop and admit that we don't know and that we need help.
What particularly touched me was not just the actions and speed, but the people. The calmness in communication, the clarity in instructions, and the feeling that someone was really taking care of me at that moment. I, who always cares about others, here \u2014 in tears \u2014 let myself go.
And then another thought.
That day I listened to the system. I listened to the doctors. I listened to the instructions. And the system worked.
But wait a minute\u2026 my body is a system too.
A system that speaks. A system that warns. A system that sends signals.
The question I'm left with is simple:
How come I didn't listen to my body as carefully?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At that moment, the tears flowed on their own. The first thought: "Who will look after Kala and what if I don't see her anymore?"\u201e
And as I write this, tears are coming to my eyes again.
Second thought: \u201e"That's not possible. I'm young. I haven't inspired enough people to be the best version of themselves yet."\u201c<\/strong>
Questions come one after another. Fear grows. The fog is still there, the dizziness is even stronger. The body does not react properly. The right side is not the same as the left. I try to think, make decisions, have control\u2026 but I realize that it is no longer possible.
I want to go home. I want to sort things out.
Dr. Peri\u0107's response comes calmly and down-to-earthly:
\u201e"Goran, you couldn't even get into the CT on your own. How are you going to get home?"\u201c
And then comes the moment of truth. I call my loved ones. I take care of Kala and make a decision \u2014 I stay. I surrender to the doctors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In those two days, I underwent a series of tests. All with one goal \u2014 to rule out the worst.
And then comes the moment when the doctor comes to the bed and says:
\u201e"We've ruled out the worst."\u201c<\/strong>
At that moment, something inside you just \u2014 sits down.
Peripheral vertigo, i.e. inflammation of the vestibular nerve, or transient ischemic attack (TIA) remains suspected. None of what we feared the most.
Today they tell me they would be happy to let me go home for Easter, but my doctor wants to be completely sure, so I'm staying until Tuesday.
And that makes sense to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And what's interesting \u2014 the world outside the hospital hasn't stopped.
Kala is fine, thank you. Eli<\/strong>. The people around me are here. They brought me flowers, fruit, and our picture that now stands next to me \u2014 thanks to my godparents, To Goran <\/strong>i Margi<\/strong>. Colleagues have organized workshops and coaching sessions to be held next week \u2014 thanks team.
Little things that become big in moments like this.
I don't see this time as a break, but as a space. Space to finish what was waiting, send out offers I've been putting off, and, perhaps most importantly, to rest without feeling guilty.
The hospital staff is still the same \u2014 present, professional, and humane.
And through it all, one feeling runs through me: I'm in the right place, in the right hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe he's whispering. And the question isn't whether you can hear him.
The question is \u2014 Are you listening to him while you still have a choice?.<\/strong>
We lead teams, organizations, systems. We make decisions, we solve problems, we push forward. And the most important system we have is often the one we run the worst.
The one who carries us through everything mentioned so far every day.
We only start listening to him when he starts shooting.
At the end of the day, it's not a question of how many things I've done.
It's about how present I was for what was really important to me.
Because at that moment in the hospital... not a single presentation, not a single project crossed my mind.
Just Kala.<\/strong>
Maybe true strength isn't in how much you can endure.
Maybe it's how early you know how to stop.
And perhaps the most important question I leave you with is:
If your body could send one message today... would you hear it? What message would it be for you?
Or do you want to wait for it to get louder?
If your company as a system could send one message today... would you hear it? What message would it be for you?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
It's a practice. It's a decision to pay attention to yourself before your body forces you to.
The decision to pay attention to your organizational system before circumstances force you to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Are we listening\u2014or are we waiting for something to stop us?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n