Today has been hard, it has been one week since the dr confirmed the four tumors they saw are cancer and sitting here writing a will as to how my children will be taken care of and how if anything is left will be split between them, (they are 4 and 3) plus with my family being double big asstwatdipweeds I cant count on them for help, even to the point I have been asked if I am not imagining the dr and the tests and everything going on (because you know once you have been told you have a mental illness you must have all of them....) and what not, have not been sleeping and when I do I have been screaming and waking everyone up, including the neighbors, the kids' dad was here today when I had a seiazer and that did not help my case, (and no the kids cant go to their dad until he completes his treatment and get stable) so depressed, not wanting to eat, but because of the kids I have to try and eat, forsed to go out and buy food when all I want is to do is sleep... wish I had a 100% you'll be fine, but all I got was "looks like it is not spreading, and you are not stage 4" but who knows....