One of the downsides of my work is deadlines. I’m always working on a deadline, and usually more than one. This morning I shouldn’t even be writing this, as I have multiple deadlines coming up, and am behind on them all.
This article certainly did nothing to relieve my deadline anxiety:
The Karolinska Institute researchers gave participants questionnaires which asked people about work stress (and also stress at home). They found that deadlines had a significant impact on heart attack risk. Other work factors were competition and conflict. If a man had experienced a workplace conflict his chances of having a heart attack during the following 12 months went up by 80%. The more a male felt emotionally affected by the conflict, the higher his heart attack risk was. What increases a woman's heart attack risk the most is a significant change in her financial situation - in many cases the risk went up three-fold. If a man or woman is given more responsibilities at work, especially if he/she sees this new situation in a negative way, his heart attack risk can go up six fold while hers can go up three fold. 8% of the people who took part in the study and had had a heart attack, said they had experienced a stressful event at work within 24 hours prior to their attack. People who had experienced a stressful event not related to work experienced a much smaller increased risk of heart attack (than those whose stressful event was work related). It seems, say the researchers, deadlines can increase your risk six fold - being in a competitive situation can double your chances of having a heart attack.
Then there are the even bigger deadlines in my life looming, literally LOOMING, around the corner, like packing up a home, fifteen years of marriage, two boys, the dog and my perfume collection into eight suitcases and moving to another continent.
But then I take a deep breath and remind myself where I’m going…
OK. I can handle this.