"Anything? Did they call?"
"Nope."
(30 minutes pass)
"Ok. So it's breast cancer."
.......0_o.......
what?
..........
My stomach turns. My heart races. I start breathing heavy.

I have breast cancer.
Well... my sister has breast cancer. But isn't it the same thing? She's my sister.

My defense mechanism kicks in and I come up with inappropriate things to say to lighten the all too dreary mood; all I can say is "They say only the good die young; so you're safe, because you've been a bitch"

Then it starts... "Are you going to tell the kids? Have you told J & L? (our brothers) Are you telling mom?" "No! And don't you tell anyone!"

So I called the hubby again. And my mom-in-law; besides, she's my buddy too. We've shared secrets nobody else should know. We've even spent long nights out on the deck chatting, gossiping and... I almost forgot; I'm not supposed to tell anyone about that either.