He finally got to me and he said, "Well Bernita, your biopsy was of suspicious nature. It is malignant." And I said, "Who?" I said, "me?" And he said yes. And at that time I just got weak. I could not believe it. I sat back down on the bed. He said "We're going to send samples of everything off to the pathologist and check and make sure of what we're dealing with." So he says "Well you can't go home today because you're not holding anything in your stomach." Later on that evening I was a little better. I still couldn't hold anything on my stomach. I threw up everything. And he came back and talked to me again.